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Kuwait Airways – Full of Surprises

Once again I’m ‘Blogging’ from the Kuwait Sheraton with a 100mb connection according to my PC.

This morning, at Heathrow, I was surprised to see that my wireless card picked up a 10mb connection from T-Mobile in Terminal 3. It invited me to sign in with a credit card number and then ‘Presto’, a happy forty-five minutes picking up seventy pieces of junk mail, most of which were 419 advance fee scams from West Africans, who were possibly sharing the same terminal but flying first class on their profits.



A happy five hours on Kuwait, spent sitting next to Sophie, a lucky young lady off to India and Tibet on a six week overland adventure. “Don’t talk to any strange elephants”, I warned her as we parted company at Kuwait airport and “Be particularly wary of their trunks”.

The aircraft I found myself on this morning appeared to be slowly disintegrating through neglect. A good vacuuming might have been a good place to start and my windows seat was broken and as the aircraft accelerated along the Heathrow runway, I was slowly forced back into a reclining position in the lap of the person in the seat behind.

At first the video on the seat in front of me didn’t work, so I changed seats. That didn’t work either as the controller was smashed, so I tried another seat. That was broken too.

Eventually, the cheerful cabin attendant managed to get the screen on my first seat working but the volume control appeared to have been destroyed by an earlier passenger, the buttons having been removed. This left me with the sound, working in only one earpiece at full volume, while an irritating clicking came through the other earpiece.

Lunch, when it finally appeared, with drinks was “chicken surprise” or in other words and on a nearly empty aircraft, no other options were available other than the vegetarian meal that Sophie chose, which also happened to be chicken surprise, with extra chicken. My own was too awful to eat so best visit McDonalds next time around.

The good humoured crew agreed that life was full of surprises on Kuwait air and I politely suggested that they declare the entire aircraft unserviceable until the chicken and video problems had been resolved.

Mind you, with BA charging an extortionate £975 economy return and Kuwait Airways only charging £475 who am I to complain? Anyway on British Airways you don’t get surprises unless you pay for them I assume?

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