Breaking news: A very different kind of airline high jacking at Heathrow.
Oh what great craic this travel life is, sitting isolated in a foreign hotel room shoving cotton buds up one’s nostrils.
I didn’t mind the price but I did question the value. The peas were about as freshly minted as a 1930s coin, more the colour of army camouflage gear than the bright, fresh-picked green of the menu photo.
When the definitive history of airport dining is written, the breakthrough influence of the original Caviar House Seafood Bar at Heathrow may be viewed as the seminal moment that food quality and consumer satisfaction first got a look in.
Why should a wonderfully innovative product such as IQOS, which aims to convert cigarette smokers to a much safer alternative, have to be locked away in this dungeon?
Our Bloomsday story offered a welcome change in tone and voice from the travel headlines that seem to dominate the mainstream media here.
My immigration experience at Heathrow was ghastly. You could almost smell the COVID in the packed, putrid, largely maskless environment.
There is a buzz in the air and unlike my favourite character from Toy Story this buzz will not crash to earth.
When he returned to the Vietnam embassy in Manila the senior official hugged him and said, “Hahn, you are a hero of our country.” Both men cried with the emotion and the sheer significance of the moment.
The country may have been through two brutally tough years but as with newly established IPP Air Cargo it’s almost take-off time following the lifting of travel restrictions.
Hoardings like this are a symbol of aviation and tourism recovery and I can tell you that Vietnam will be right up there among the leaders of that revival.
“The features of the destination are a magnificent archipelago of 90 pristine islands and the beauty of it is that it’s never been touched.”
Take one boiled egg (remember to discard the shell) and insert into the Prosecco rosé (gently please, it does not require Magnum Force)