After taking an hour long subway ride (that includes taking three trains to avoid having to carry my bags up several flights of steps,) I missed my airport train by about two seconds. I wait half an hour for the next one, and then finally arrive at the airport. Of course I was excited to see my flight was delayed. Oh wait, no I wasn’t. Sigh.
I was a combination of exhausted and hyper and I didn’t even realize I was making some sort of scene by stamping my feet singing outloud and talking to my cute little stuffed dog. Then an airport employee came over to ask me if I was okay and then I realized I looked like a crack head.
My first flight was seventeen hours. I always read about how Cathay Pacific is a great airline so I was excited to be flying them. They do not have individual air vents at your seats, or at least they did not on this flight. I did not like that. They also didn’t do regular beverage service on this flight. I am not sure if it was because it was an overnight flight or if that is normal. Yes, you can hit the call button and someone will come, but I felt weird after eight hours of nothing, asking for a snack. I don’t even know what kind of snacks they had. It was weird.
My row only had two seats. I was in the window and my seat mate had a seat’s worth of empty space next to her, until some woman decided to start jogging in place in it. I could not stop laughing. I understand the reasoning for the jogging in place on a plane. I do not understand why you would think it was okay to do so, so close to another person.
