Shakes on a plane
Posted by Claire Connelly in Travel
Never get on a flight hungover.
I’m really glad I stayed out all night with Dave, Andrew and their amazing crazy friends to board a six am flight only to have it delayed by an hour and a half due to “technical difficulties”.
(”Technical difficulties” is just a rhetorical way of saying that those light carrier air-crafts masquerading as commercial liners (circa 1990) bought cheap by a discount airline that you passed by on the way out to the runway, as you prayed to Buddha, Ganesh, Hashem, Allah, and Jesus to deliver a Boeing 747 replacement, don’t just LOOK dodgy, they ARE dodgy, and these latest “technical problems” really just confirms the startlingly obvious fact that these planes should not be allowed to operate anymore considering their complete and utter failure to get the single generator from which the entire plane draws its energy to work!)
This delay has completely defeated the purpose of taking an early flight – I now have LESS time to spend in Minnesota.
I am so frigging hungover but I have moved past the point where I am capable of sleep.
I have reached the twilight zone and its name is Philadelphia.
Do me a favour and don’t ever fly US Airways.


