Arriving...
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First class out, disgraceful class back. I did get apologies: one from cabin crew who had forgotten my requests, one from the Greeter for not keeping an eye on my welfare (on my journey back from Tokyo). But I was in too much pain to value them. My wheelchair arrived at the cabin door, together with an assistant to manage my crutches and the bags of wheelchair paraphernalia. I was then escorted to a waiting area very full of resigned Indian women in flowing saris waiting for airport...