I was flying back to Iceland yesterday evening and since the flight left at 19:45 (CET) I had to be at the airport around 18:00, which meant I had to leave for it at around 17:00. This basically meant that it was to early to eat dinner before leaving, since I’d eaten a pretty late lunch. We all also know that airport food is ridiculously overprized so I decided against eating there before the flight took off, knowing that I’d at least get some foodlike substance while in the air.
But no!
NO food, no coffee, not even water!!!
Which made me very hungry and cranky when I finally arrived home at 23:00 (GMT) - way to many hours after my last meal.
So that’s what I thought I’d never miss: Airplane food
Wormred- sorry to hijack- but why no food on the plane? Even if it is not meal times in Australia we get some crap served. On the cheaper flights you have the option of buying sandwiches or such.
I’ll tell you something - a couple of years I flew from NY to Vegas & Colorado for a few days. I had the most wonderful time, it was absolutely divine, but it was DRY. Dry-dry-dry-dry. At the end of the trip we flew to Los Angeles and I was shocked to discover I had missed the humidity. :smack:
Bath houses, bike riding everywhere, not being able to understand a language completely. You’d be surprised how pleasant life can be when you can’t understand the whispers and background noises, only to have to return home and hear all of the ditzy girls and MTV crap that you subconsciously hear but your ears cannot filter out.
Mountains. Heck, I’d even settle for some hills. Coming from SoCal where one can see the mountains( looming up through the smog) it is a shock to look down the road here in West Central Florida and see . . . nothing on yon horizon. I also miss waves, but that’s no surprise.
Having lived in south Florida all my life, and just recently (well, about six months) come up to South Carolina, I kind of miss the humidity. And I’m still not used to the hills, mountains and red-orange dirt.
