The plane was massive, my seat was comfortable (for the first 30 minutes), the TV I had in front of me had several good movies available that I hadn't seen, I couldn't believe my luck. I was wondering who the lucky person would be that would get to sit next to me for 9 hours, and then I saw him, the German version of McLovin. He plopped down next to me and didn't say a word...for an hour, and the whole time he kept pushing my elbow off the arm rest. Everyone on the plane immediately turned on their TV's after takeoff. To my left a women was watching Angels and Demons, in front of me a Gentleman was watching Night at the Museum 2, and to my right McLovin was watching the The Hangover. I went to select a movie for myself when my TV turned off. The flight attendant came up to me and said in a startling German accent, “sir you're not going to like this but, your TV died.” “Fantastic,” I replied. The lights were out in the plane so I tried to turn on my personal light so I could read. Apparently the TV sent a memo to my lightbulb before it died, because the light was on for 3 seconds before it flickered out. Fantastic. Just when I thought all chancing of a good flight were lost, a shining beacon of hope appeared in front of me (shining beacon pictured below). I sat there and enjoyed my Wacsteiner while I watched Tom Hanks silently save the world.
When McLovin finally did open up he ended up being pretty cool. We talked, exchanged music, drink beer and wine, and he even taught me some German. After the flight we exchanged information and went out separate ways.
I am in Frankfurt now waiting for my connection to Paris. They actually have a casino in the terminal in case anyone wants to lose any money before losing even more money exchanging their dollars for euros. Tempting, but I'll pass thanks.
haha
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