As i half laid on my barely reclining seat, i looked longingly at the business class drawn curtain and wished i would soon be in a horizontal position.
It was painful. I hardly slept more than 4 hours and wasn't too impressed with the available in-flight movies.
12 hours later, we were Milan. The jet lag was setting in but we didn't leave the plane as we got bribed with more airline food (yay they served Ferraro Rocher!).
It was another 2 hours before we would get to Barcelona.
But we did arrive eventually. Imagine my delight on finding my knees again....and finally my luggage as well.
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