OK, so fast forward through some meetings about warehouse systems that will put anyone to sleep, and you eventually get to Wade flying home - well, back to London and then Cork. Remember, wherever Patrick is is home.
Since Sao Paulo basically sits equidistant from Chicago and London, the time zone difference with Ireland is only 3 hours. But the north/south difference is killer - total flying time (thanks to no jet stream advantage is a very long 11 hours (almost as bad as Chicago to India).
The one advantage to this flight was that I was on a 747, and I scammed the top deck in business class. There were only about 24 seats upstairs with two flight attendants, so service was great.
British Airways had also added the new seat pods, so the movie selection was much better than the flight to Chicago. Turns out the window seats are better than the aisle seats though, since you end up having a foot wide ledge by the window to put crap on (redefines Meg Green's version of a little nest on an airplane).