We are on the flight to Munich. The ass next to Timmy is piss drunk, constantly changing Tim's radio, tv, lights, paging the attendant, etc. Unfortunately he doesn't realize that his controls are on the right...the ones on his left are not his. He paged the flight attendant so many times that she knew to bring a full glass of vodka/rocks every time his light came on. He spilled a glass of cognac after dinner and constantly threw paper, plastic, magazines, and practically everything he could get his hands on at his friends two rows up. Unfortunately he was so drunk that he usually just hit the lady with her two kids in front of us.
While the flight was non-smoking, I found it odd that they came around with a duty free cart selling cigarettes after dinner! Speaking of dinner, the option was barbecue beef or spinach something or another pasta. Pretty good for flight food. I watched Aquila (sp) and the Bee about the South LA girl who beat the odds and then I fell asleep.
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