Virgin Premium Economy to London

It’s only 7 hours, not a life sentence by any means. But if you’re tall, Virgin Premium Economy is a lifesaver and the only hope for those who don’t want to pay a small fortune for 7 hours of comfort.  You certainly shouldn’t do it for the food, which is no better and no worse than what’s behind you and what’s in front of you.  Zagat once rated airline cuisine, but it’s safe to say there is no market for a full on guide. And who goes on a plane because they’ve heard that the food is superb in the galley kitchen?

Our arrival was less than premium, transitioning from Terminal 3 at Heathrow to Gatwick, not exactly a stone’s throw away. The answer? Always travel light, have Uber on your phone and pray to God that the M25, competing for the highway of hell with Los Angeles’s 405, is having a quiet day.

We were heading to Venice and flights to Venice, sadly, fly out of the even sadder Gatwick airport. It was a day of sad airports and sad terminals with the only respite being the first sight of the Alps, the magic of Venice below and Marco Polo airport to welcome wary travelers into this magic paradise.