NICE TRY CARTER
So within two days of an email confirming I should book a flight, I was Heathrow-bound, totally amped for five days in WA with my old friend (and arch rival) McKercher – plus probably the most talented port tack wavesailor on the planet – ready to rip up the hollow beach breaks down south. Bring it on! “No, I’m sorry Mr Carter there are no free rows left on the plane. You have an aisle and that is the best we can do and there is no hope at all for us to give you a free upgrade into business class either. The plane is full, goodbye Mr Carter have a pleasant flight!” Well to me, it’s always worth a shot, even if it means lowering my self-esteem right down to begging status when facing a 13-hr. flight. Singapore are a great airline, don’t get me wrong, but the flights are usually chock-a-block and it gets pretty uncomfortable being cooped-up for over half a day. Once you’ve tasted the fruits of business class once or twice it’s pretty hard to drop back into economy, especially when a flight is rammed.