Gobble Gobble.

On my fourth work trip of the year. I've been to Florence, Berlin and Paris and now on my way hurtling through the sky to Turkey (in a plane).

I never learn, I did it again, I thought it would be a good idea to go out last night and although I'm certainly by no means hangin' the last place I want to be is on a plane, especially one that is full, meaning no empty middle seat. I'm officially a battery chicken.

I did my usual packing last minute so God knows what I've actually packed. It's going to be cold so I already know I've not got a suitable coat or footwear. Last time I went to Turkey this time of year it SNOWED (capitals intended to add emphasis). Highlight of that trip being a twenty minute car journey taking two hours due to traffic in the white stuff - nice.

Ooh inflight movie has come on...something with Bruce Willis in? Think I'll give it a miss. I rarely watch the movies on planes, it's the ideal time to catch up on some sleep or to blog, so here I am.

It's just a short visit to Turkey this time, four night instead of the erm five? OK, it's not that much shorter. It does however give me an all important one day turn around before I head off to the States, that's right, I land late Thursday night, got a meeting in the office on Friday morning, quick dash home to put an underwear wash on and then fly to L.A Saturday morning...and people think this job is glam?!

Inflight meal time - Stand by for review...

Being vegetarian we always get our food served first. Nothing like segregation of the "difficult people". The meal was not British Airways finest. Some indescript mousse thing which I left. Followed by a mushroom and something else curry with rice. I really struggle with curry, I don't like the word. I ate it anyway, I'm fickle like that. For desert four slices of fruit. Still hungry. Kinda scared to ask the air stewardess for something else (we think she's schizophrenic).

I wonder where we are now...plane is showing said dodgy Bruce Willis flick so we don't have those moving map things. I like those, it helps me improve my serious lack of geographic knowledge. Will have to make do by just looking out at window at pitch black 35000 feet of space below me and guess...Germany perhaps? Is that even on the way?

- Posted (with love) from my gorgeous iPad.