It was a long flight, but we knew that. But there was adequate bum room, adequate leg room, and the seats reclined almost too much. There were good movies on the personal entertainment unit, the food was reasonable to good (with metal cutlery!! and free beer, wine, spirits and soft drinks!!!), and they coped well with the fair amount of turbulence we encountered on the trip, and a very full plane. And despite our flight being all afternoon Melbourne-time, I managed to get a fair amount of sleep. The boys didn't, but are still awake (just) at 11:30pm Melb time.
The male flight attendants get to wear regular lounge suits, but the women wear the iconic "Singapore Girl" uniform, a sarong kebaya, with the long, slim, slit up the front, fitted skirt, and the breath-takingly tight tops. They show off their impossibly small waists and delicate hips and rib-cages. And they're woven cotton fabric, without a skerrick of give. I understand most airlines have fairly strict image requirements for their flight attendants, but this uniform ensures Singapore Airlines' female staff can't put on more than a kilogram. (No they don't have a wardrobe of uniforms at various sizes to accommodate their cyclical weight gain/loss. I asked.) And the trick to being able to raise their arms despite wearing incredibly formfitting tops? The sleeves, while shaped, are actually quite loose.
Although flying cattle class is never fun, this was one of the more tolerable long-haul flights we've had in a while. The next legs should be okay.
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