Avoid the Fish Dinner
I surrender my stomach to the friendly
skies
8 March 1999: Avoid
the Fish Dinner
A friend recently
reminded me that in
Airplane
everyone who has the fish dinner on board soon regrets it. Truer words were
never uttered. Life imitated art, all over the loo a mile above the Earth, on
Virgin Atlantic's 6:30 pm flight to Swinging London, as I transferred my
delicious cod dinner to the bathroom toilet, floor, and my own
shoes.
I was wretching in an unnaturally
loud and primal way. It cleared away the long line that had been behind me for
the loo before I went in.
The flight may
have only cost $301.30, but it didn't come cheap, lemme tell ya. Some people
tell me that I should complain and get a free flight. But I primarily blame
myself, especially watching those scary Hitchcock movies on board. Those
cliffside scenes with Grace Kelly behind the wheel probably gave me double
motion sickness.
Posted: Mon - March 8, 1999 at 01:57 AM