14 hours straight, 2 1/2 hour layover, then another 4 hours, to arrive 2:50am.
An already crying baby in front of and behind me, and to the left a toddler whose mother doesn’t keep it leashed: so far it’s staggered down the row of seats I’m in and paged the stewardesses from each of three middle seats. Twice. And it’s still 15 minutes to pushback.
Yeah, this is gonna suck.
Gods I hope the hotel has a masseuse, and a really good bar!