Narita and a VIP

I'm all checked-in a ready to start my indirect route home.

Check-in wasn't completely seamless. At first I got directed to a self service check-in machine, but that didn't like my passport so I was checked-in by a person. It then became clear why the machine didn't like me. Ages ago when I booked this trip I had chosen seat 3K -- the first row in Business Class -- well it turns out that a 'VIP' was in 3H (i.e. the seat next to 3K) and they basically wanted to move me to another seat.

I sort of thought that if the 'VIP' was that important then they should be flying in First Class, but after the check-in agent said that they would block the seat next to me I agreed to move to 8K. Of course I'm very intrigued who the 'VIP' is.

I'm now sat in the ANA lounge surrounded by Japanese 'salary men' who are either beavering away on laptops or stuffing their faces with food. One of the problems with airline lounges is that you do tend to end up eating out of boredom. Despite having my regular 'fusion' breakfast at the hotel I'm grazing on some Japanese rice crackers. However, unlike some of my fellow travellers, I draw the line pf having a beer at 9.30am!