36 HOURS
OF TRAVELLING TURNED OUT TO BE A VERY NON-CLIMATIC EXPERIENCE. WITH ONLY 18 HOURS IN THE AIR I BARELY HAD
TIME TO MAKE SILLY FACES AT ALL THE CRYING BABIES AROUND ME. NOR DID I HAVE
TIME TO REALLY GET TO KNOW THE SNORING MAN NEXT TO ME AS I BOBBED IN AND OUT OF
SLEEP.
WITH SOME
EXPERT ADVICE IN TORONTO I SCOURED THE AIRPORT FOR NYQUILL TO KNOCK ME OUT FOR
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON. UNFORTUNATELY THE
AIRPORT HAD NO SUCH THING, AND I WASN’T ABOUT TO START THROWING BACK LOSENGES
TO ATTAIN THE DROWSY EFFECT I NEEDED.
ONCE
ABOARD THE FLIGHT I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE ONBOARD LIQOUR SERVICE AND ALLOWED A
BOTTLE OF VINO TO DO THE JOB NYQUILL COULD NOT. BEFORE I DOZED OFF THOUGH I DID MANAGE TO
OBSERVE THE MAN AND WOMEN IN SEATS IN FRONT OF ME BOARD AS STRANGERS, WHEN I
WOKE I COULDN’T HELP BUT NOTICE THE LINE OF RUM BOTTLES ON THEIR TRAYS, AND THE
SPOONING POSITION THEY HAD ATTEMPTED TO FORM IN THEIR SEATS.
-I CAN
JUST SEE THE CHEASY COMMERCIALS NOW FOR ‘AIR-MATE’ – ONLINE DATING’S BIGGEST
COMPETITION
A SAFE
ARRIVAL IN KENYA AT AN HOUR THAT MAKES ME REMEMBER MY FATHER’S ADVICE “IF YOUR
OUT AT THAT TIME OF NIGHT – YOUR UP TO NO GOOD”
HOWEVER
ONCE I REACHED MY BED AT MIDNIGHT I WAS UP TO GOOD. REALLY GOOD SLEEP
FINALLY.
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