Blogging over the Atlantic
So, here I am at almost 11 km. above surface level, not far from the coast of Iceland. We have been in the air for a little more than two hours. Still 7 more hours to go until we touch down in Chicago, and then I’ll fly American the rest of the way to Kansas City.
Annoyingly, my hind quarters are already getting sore. We just had the in-flight meal, and since we’re flying Scandinavian, we had mashed potatoes with meatballs and chocolate moussé for desert. Only part of it I enjoyed was the bread and (Danish) butter. The moussé was particularly vile, tasting like a ton of artificial sweetener :-(
I wish someone would come and take away my dinner tray, now filled with trash. I should like to visit the toilet soon…
For now, I’m going to watch another movie. Although this is my first transatlantic flight, it quickly gets boring. Especially on cattle class.