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Friday, May 15, 2009

Posh init!

 

Thanks to a friend with a glut of BA Miles that needed using up, I'm having a week En France.

He had so many points that I've been able to travel club class, which means for the first time in a while I could use the benefits of 'The Lounge!'

Now I understand why it costs a fortune to fly business class! The Galleries lounge at Heathrow Terminal 5 is a lovely venue. A chance to get out of the bustling hub of the main terminal and take time out, get some food, have a glass of wine, watch a film.

Places like this seem to have a certain atmosphere. I've been through business lounges before and just as with those I felt a bit like I'd entered a private members club where no one explains the rules and whats more, you're expected to know them already!

This time I thought I'd try and get a way around that and as I entered asked the lady on reception... 'Hi this is my first time, what should I know?'. Nothing like being up front.

She looked surprised and then just said... 'Here's how to get on to the WiFi, the spa is downstairs!'

Not that helpful really. So I went in and laid low for a bit to see what people got up to and worked out that pretty much anything goes. If it looks edible eat it. If it looks drinkable drink it.

What interested me more (while I was stuffing my face on free ice cream) were the people inside. You had the standard business man, using his laptop while on the phone dealing with some crisis or other. There were the rich bitches who swanned around looking like they owned the place yet also with an air of 'why can't my husband afford First' about them. One guy was in his badly fitting tracksuit and wearing flip flops - I'm guessing an internet developer of some kind! We even had a boyband of some kind come through... who immediately headed straight to the beer and free food (similar to my approach!) and generally looked like children in a sweet shop!

I guess the only way to really fit in is to practise and use them more.

Here's hoping my lottery ticket finally comes in!

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