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Wednesday morning and we leapt out of bed bright and early to finish packing and of course eat.
Being the fat wealthy capitalist consumers we are; 1 taxi was never going to get us and our luggage to the airport. So with S&M in one and D&T in another we raced off. Interestingly S&M arrived first and their ride cost 3 rmb less.
The trip was so fast we had time on our hands to look at some of the Chinese antiquities on display in the airport. Or old s*** as Miranda likes to call it.
The 12 hour flight was the usual stuff. Every hour Miranda would run from the back of the plane squealing, "I just took a photo of Mongolia!"
"I just took a photo of Russia!"
"Finland!"
For me the strange thing was how all these countries looked exactly like clouds.
Take off was nearly delayed when a passenger almost needed to be restrained. A feisty 2 year old wanted to sit in his mother's lap and this was seriously against the rules. It took 5 hostesses half an hour to calm him down. Another 5 minutes and they would have unloaded him.
The first meal brought some excitement when a hostess tries to dye Debra's white trousers pink using red wine. A split cup glass managed to spill a glassful of wine onto Debra's and Tony's meal trays.
The frustrating thing was the staining of the only trousers Debra has for the next 5 weeks. It was also frustrating, so two frustrating things were the stained trousers and the insistence of the hostess to fill up a new wine glass for Debra. There were no serviettes to wipe up the wine which was frustrating. Three yes the three frustrating things were trousers, more wine, no serviettes and now Tony's trousers were getting dripped on. Four! Yes four frustrating things.
The hostess said she would be back soon but eventually appeared over half an hour later. Five….
This was one of the many frustrating things about swimming in wine.
Luckily wonder woman manager Helena came to the rescue. She took D&T up to first class to change into PJ's and plied them with champagne at the sky bar.
To keep the rest of the mob subdued (Miranda was on the warpath on Debra's behalf) Deb's arranged for a champagne bottle to be delivered to row 37 half way through the flight, which pretty much knocked us all out.
We awoke in time to crawl through immigration, London underground and a taxi to Chelsea to finally crash at the apartment.
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Massi Loving your blog guys keep em coming!
laura debs read your email.. we've had to change lunch venue tomorrow!! the first place heard about the pink trousers..
Tony A Haha, funny stuff you guys..