During the 7th hour of a 10 hour flight to Miami, Florida, the fasten seatbelt sign had been turned on, shining brightly in the ancient, dark, cramped, yet cosy, BA economy class of a Boeing 747. My sister and I are fighting passively over the limited foot and armrest space, staring at a screen no more than 4.5" big, writing this post after having watched one film, 2 TV shows, a documentary on renewable energy and sped through 4 chapters of "Great Expectations". Try doing all that in 7 hours! (Actually, It is quite easy...).
So, as one expects, we have an airplane post here, as most of the other posts in this series are (parts 1, 2 and 3). For those of you who do no know, this series consists of several rants about how content and service providers are, generally, evil twits, idiots and narrow-minded. To sum up in one word: money grabbing.
Oh look, a kid who has been kicking my chair for the past 7 hours has thrown up. Lovely. Time to get up and let the pros deal with it. Oh wait, I cannot get up, the fasten seatbelt sign is on; well then screw this, I am getting up anyway.