David's World

June 3, 2006

Surprises on Continental

Just when I was getting hungry again, the beautiful, graceful, attentive, easygoing Continental flight attendants began to distribute interesting white-yellow cardboard boxes. My row of seats hesitated a second - it's a little bit like Christmas, when you get just the right present at the right time.

At least that's what we were hoping for. The boxes were just big enough to hold a tiny packaged chocolate chip cookie and an ugly bag of ugly chips (a bisquit and some crisps, for you British readers). Not fake "thai chicken" or "BBQ" chips. Plain potato thingies. Greasy. Salty. Tasteless. Ahh, joys of travel. On a flight between Britain and the States, you're probably doomed to get the best of the world's culinary experiences.

I turned up my iPod. 15,000 feet further down, a smaller bird draws circles in the air. It had a big window (that is, canopy) and a stick in front, and a view like this. Flying can be so nice.

(Photo by Gareth Francis.)