i ended up making friends with the air hosts and they shouted me jim beam and coke out the back. it was awesome at the time. but i was pretty smashed, so smashed i could not work out how to open the pucking bag when landing into amsterdam, luckily the little girl next to me did it for me. hahah poor thing. i was ready to pass out by the time i landed, i struggled to stay awake while waiting for the next gate too open for a 14 hour flight to amsterdam.
luckily some random canadian looked out for me and checked my ticket and told me to go inline when i had to. aww bless.
