we walked past the usual cavalcade of luxury shops, taking a stop in Tiffany’s, our first visit to a jeweller. Luckily for me nothing piqued Leslie’s interest!
The usual suspects of American chain restaurants were in both food courts we visited, which appeared to be almost identical at either ends of the two concourse intersections. Leslie had recounted on a number of occasions her high school treat of Dairy Queen however it was Cold Stone creamery that won out this time.
We returned from our leisurely stroll close to our 10,000 steps for the day (thanks Fitbit!), which gives some indication of the amount of walking we had done, given we had previously sat on the plane for some 9 hours!
at this point i went and had a greater stickybeak at the rest of the lounge. To the right of entry was the bathrooms, all individually appointed, as well as a slightly weird ‘sitting room’ outside. At this end there are also showers, and, one to keep in mind for the future, slumber rooms. Unfortunately these seemed to be individual leather chaise lounges so i’m not sure how comfortable they may have been
I am the first to admit I become jittering before boarding a plane, and I almost always get clammy hands. When the boarding time of 2320 came and went, i couldn’t help myself and asked a staff member when someone would come to collect unless, despite many indications that there was no need to be concerned! a short time later a lady came to collect us and we headed off, sans cart, to a gate in the C concourse. After our earlier stroll we were more than happy to use the travelators to get us there!
Up next, our excellent ride upstairs on the whale!