intercontinental plane rides with crying babies rock

I’m on the plane! Of course I didn’t post this while on the plane but I’m typing this on the plane. I figured I would kill time by getting a post all ready to go for when I get to Paris. This flight is taking forever. Last time I went to Europe I took half an ambien and passed out. I really didn’t notice how long 11 hours in a plane really is.  I’ve tried sleeping this time around, drug free, and it sucks. 

So I’m on Air Tahiti and I’m pretty convinced that we’re actually going to Tahiti instead of Paris. The flight attendants are wearing orange and pink long floral dresses with white flowers in their hair, they’re playing Hawaiian sounding music, and there are a bunch of Samoan looking people on the flight dressed in some sort of Polynesian hula dancing looking outfits.  Trust me, you would double check to make sure you were headed to Europe too.

On to the most exciting moment of my flight so far, a flight attendant was walking by offering water. I took a cup and said  “a little please” and she basically looked at me with a “what did you just say” look. Aurore, my French alias, came to the rescue and said “un peu” and she understood! She poured a little, and then I said merci. I’m not even in France yet and I passed as French for 2.8 seconds. Super exciting I know, it’s been quite the exciting flight

At this point I have four hours left. We were delayed by about an hour, even though they never announced that we would be delayed. I love it when they do that. Reminds me of my flawless Air Italia flight back from Rome.

For now I’m waiting for them to serve breakfast. They already served lunch/dinner. I had beef, and kept thinking I can’t believe I’m eating reheated beef on my way to Paris when I could be saving up my beef room for the amazing steaks over there.

All the movies they’re showing on the plane I’ve already seen so I’m pretty bored but go me for being on top of my movie going game. They’re showing star trek, the proposal, the night at the museum two and some other stuff I’m not interested in.

Well enough for the complaining, even though it is my favorite thing to do, I’m officially in France by the time you’re reading this so I’m off to do French stuff. Yay! CANNOT BELIEVE IT!