I woke up after a good night’s sleep – the first night in a bed since I had left Las Vegas. Check out was at 11 am, and I took an Uber back to the airport. Whilst it would have been possible to walk as it was only a month and a half, the footpaths were inconsistent and there were some bustling roads to navigate. The Uber cost less than €10, so it was worthwhile.

This time I used the fast track, which was pretty busy, and made my way to the lounge. I stayed there for about 45 minutes before making my way to the gate.

I had paid cash for this ticket as I had some vouchers and no Avios flights were available. I could have flown back to Heathrow for slightly less money, but the timing was not as good, and I was worried about potential delays in the passport queue.

In the end, it turned out to be a good idea. When I got to the gate, my boarding pass beeped, and I was issued a new one. For what I think is only the third time, I received the upgrade at the gate.

The aircraft was an Embraer 190, which operates in a 2-2configuration, and there is no difference between the business class and economy cabins in terms of space or legroom.

However, it meant that I was served a meal on board and drinks from the bar and was closer to the exit for disembarkation.

The upgrade meant I had flown the entire trip in the highest available cabin, sitting in the first or second-row window seat for the duration. Once we landed at London City Airport, I was off the plane and through immigration in a matter of minutes to connect to the DLR and tube home.