Disaster at 40,000 feet....
I thought I'd be safe flying back on a Friday. Flying out to San Francisco on a Tuesday filled me with terror but aside from the flight time being changed without me knowing the flight was fine, slept all the way.
Returning from San Francisco to Seattle was slightly frought
with terror. This is going to sound like a far fetched joke, but unfortunately it's terrifyling real. So, there's me, settled into seat 22C at the back of the plane next to a poor girl with a broken leg and on the aisle, allowing me to get my elbows battered by mad trolley hostess women. Three rows infront of me is a very large guy with a big hat, who's taking up two seats.. big guy!
45 minutes into the flight. It happens. Terror. We didnt hit turbulance, nothing went wrong with the plane..... and I am *not* joking..
Brace yourself.
The fat guy soilled himself.
Rather spectacularly.
Apparantly it ran out of his trousers.
I have never been so utterly grossed out.. and the smell... on a plane.... urggggh. Along with a couple of hundred other passengers I didnt feel well at all.
Returning from San Francisco to Seattle was slightly frought
with terror. This is going to sound like a far fetched joke, but unfortunately it's terrifyling real. So, there's me, settled into seat 22C at the back of the plane next to a poor girl with a broken leg and on the aisle, allowing me to get my elbows battered by mad trolley hostess women. Three rows infront of me is a very large guy with a big hat, who's taking up two seats.. big guy!45 minutes into the flight. It happens. Terror. We didnt hit turbulance, nothing went wrong with the plane..... and I am *not* joking..
Brace yourself.
The fat guy soilled himself.
Rather spectacularly.
Apparantly it ran out of his trousers.
I have never been so utterly grossed out.. and the smell... on a plane.... urggggh. Along with a couple of hundred other passengers I didnt feel well at all.
posted by Nix at
4:40 PM
2 Comments:
Oh dear God!
That's really, really vile!
Also, I wonder if the Best Western's inadequacy is global. I was booked into the one in Mornington (London) my room was at the top of the building and felt like chickens had been roasted in it throughout the day.
The reception guy was great though, straight swapped me for the only other available room - a family room with 4 beds, blessedly cool and spacious.
Perhaps he was just ecstatic at actually having something to do at 3am...And I had multiple requests too... please can I have some tea bags, how do I get to St James's Park, how long will it take, can I have a new room... hmmm on second thoughts he was probably eager to get rid of me and go back to his peace and quiet!
I stayed at a Best Western in Waltham, WA as well... it had the LOUDEST air conditioning unit in the world, but it was so dreadfully hot in boston that I couldnt switched it off or turn it down.
I've given up here on tea bags, I've been and bought a proper shogun tea set from Teavana and thats working quite well for now!
I also have hayfever, and/or a cold.
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