In just over twelve hours, volcanic ash permitting, we depart for Paris via Hong Kong.
As much international travel as we’ve done, neither Clive nor I has ever used any kind of neck pillow on our travels. I always thought people carrying them looked a bit silly, and wondered about the space the pillows take up in one’s carry-on baggage, even if they’re deflatable. But I noticed quite a few young people carry real bed pillows on long-haul flights, and as I lay awake in Economy class with a stiff neck, I thought those poofy carry-on pillows might be worth a try.
Okay, they were an impulse purchase. I’m not sure we would have bought them if we hadn’t been in a shopping centre and passed a chemist who, for some strange reason, had neck pillows with Autralian place names displayed in the window.
So here we are, with his and hers. If they give us any measure of comfort, I’ll add them to my ‘Top Ten In-Flight Insights’.
Cheers and if all goes well, my next post will be from our short interval in Paris.