What time is it now? I think it’s 1:45pm in Sydney. It’s pitch black outside this 747 (which, in spite of the lack of personal screens, leaves the Airbus for dead thanks to the ample leg room). My iPad somehow managed to wrangle itself onto Bangkok time, so it’s showing 9:45am and remembering that London is on the date line, and Sydney is EDT UTC+11 (I do way too much programming), that’d put them at 2:45am. I seem to remember an eta of 5:30am, which means there’s still another ~3 hours left of this flight. Dammit! It’s been like forever, surely they have to run out of gas eventually.
Sleeping on a plane, I’ve discovered, isn’t as challenging as some have made it seem, as long as you have a well-fitted pair of earplugs and sufficient exhaustion (which was abundant after Sydney-Bangkok). I suppose the experience is different for everyone, but if a reputably light sleeper such as myself can steal some shuteye on one of these things, there must be a few real pussies out there. You know who you are, airplane pussies!
Airplane or aeroplane? Bah, who cares. No one says aeroplane anymore unless they’re talking about jelly. The aussies will get me.
Obviously I’m writing this on a plane, which means it’s my second offline post in a row (yes I’m THAT bored, one can only watch so many iPad movies in a row), so it’ll undoubtedly be posted immediately after the one I just wrote at Bangkok airport. They had a “Free Airport WiFi” SSID with full signal just about everywhere there, but no actual Internet once connected. Very strange.
Here’s a mildly amusing shot of some Thai Airways Engrish. See if you can spot the whoopsy:
Engrish
Not often is it suggest that your food eats you. Aah ok moving on.
This has been my first all-nighttime plane trip. Although the flight is 13 hours or so, moving against the Earth’s rotation means you get an unnaturally long period of night time. I’m not sure what effect it will have on the circadian rhythm but I can’t imagine it’s too healthy. The atmosphere on the plane is very different. All the lights are off and there hasn’t been a hostie in sight for hours. Which sucks, cos I missed the in flight meal and now I’m hungry and stupidly dehydrated. I tried to get a bottle of water at Bangkok airport but get this — more than a kilometer of duty free booze and not a single bottle of water in sight. What gives, Thailand?
And hey! They turned on the screen thingies. A VHS 4:3 crop of The Social Network. Hmmmmm. I’ll stick to blogging in ‘Notes’ and my Bluray Bonus Digital Copy of Toy Story 3. Oh Buzz, aren’t you just adorable. Entertain me, robot!
