It's a really long way from Canberra to London. In a straight line, it's 16983km; not to mention the distance from Canberra to Sydney, Sydney to Bangkok, Bangkok to London - I'm definately not going to calculate that distance
On the long flights I noticed that even the flight attendants (that's PC now) can look human, in the way they try and mask the damage a red-eye flight does to your appearance. On one occasion, I caught a male flight attendant waking up, putting on some Calvin Kline man-fume ready to serve crusty Economy Class passengers some fish or beef with your choice of complimentary drink.
My seat-mates were quite bearable, one being a middle-aged bald man who was quiet, the other were a couple of Mediterranean descent who spoke little English, didn't snore and kept to themselves. A moment of comedy was a 'Big Drop'-style hit of turbulence and the poor man's wife cried out in fear as if it was all going to end right then and there. It didn't. I'm writing this aren't I?
The flight was pretty standard: large periods of turbulence causing a French lady across the aisle to me to need oxygen and a barf-bag. Ironically, she kept it together until after we landed, when the plane was not rocking and rumbling at 1000km/h. We landed, slowed down and she blew chunks. Awesome. She was fine.
London is quite cold. The weather is very fickle.
Until next time...
Gotta love those metro male flight attendants. Great post man!
ReplyDelete10/10 Social Observations. Confines of the plane. "Man-fume", unfamiliar but hilarious. RE you not being dead despite terrifying turbulence: really? i'm concerned regardless.
ReplyDeletehaha I'm here to come to that lady's defence. I remember when I was smaller and flying I used to spew on landing. It wasn't fun but I guess the flight attendants didn't have to deal with it for the next 14 hours or so! hehe
ReplyDeleteA colourful account of your trip!
ReplyDeleteWhat movies did you watch? Did you get 'restless legs'? I require answers!