Doha to Cape Town

The final flight left Doha just after 7.00 in the morning, stopped at Johannesburg to offload passengers and arrived in Cape Town in the early evening.  Qatar Airways has fairly decent leg room, much better than BA for example, but I spent the first part of the journey behind a large sleeping male student who inclined his seat back as far as possible.     Now, I don’t tip my seat on long haul flights.  I think it’s rude. It really interferes  with the comfort of the person sitting behind.  So I was  delighted at Johannesburg when the majority of passengers disembarked and it looked as though I was getting a row of three seats to myself and that, by moving from the window to the middle one for a while, I could actually tip my seat back, even if only for a short doze.   So when a grinning Japanese man approached saying, “Please, please” before clambering over  me to take photographs from the window seat,   I  found myself saying, “Oh, for goodness sake!” loudly.    And then thought I was getting like my mother, who never hesitated  to vent any discomfort on everyone and anyone around her.  It’s called sharing the pain, I think.