Flight #13 - the obnoxious Swedish BRAT

It's official. I've now sat next to the biggest dickhead so far. Unlucky number 13 eh.

It was a tall late teens/early 20's spoiled Swedish Stockholms Brat. With his friend sitting one seat in front of him. Let me paint the picture

Tall. Long blond hair. Red jeans. Über lay expensive murse. Loud as fuck and talking about the most ridiculous things.

Him and his friend were some of the last to board and they were makin that kind of small chat between themselves that everyone could hear tryin to be funny.

The Brat who I will be calling Felix for lack of a better name - called his friend trying to bum a ride from the airport and used vocab and sayings like Det är Kung. Über kool kid!

Needless to say a real young dick who is handed a lot on a gold plate. My guess is he's a student and under shit load of pressure from his parents to succeed. The flight was from Oslo to Stockholm and I don't know what he was doing in Oslo. Probably spending his dads cash and or bathing in oil.

Ps. When I got off the plane and was about to take the train to town (normally takes 20 minutes) I found out its not running so need to take the bus instead which takes an hour!!! Plus the time it's taken to leave. Ie. I should have been at hotel now but we've just left! No tears for me though!

Flight #12 -Rosa - The Spanish speaking Mama

On my flight today from London heathrow Terminal 5 to Oslo I had the pleasure of sitting next to a suntanned woman in her 50's from South America. I would say Mexico or Guatemala or something like that.

Her passport was blue and she spoke not a word of English. When the stewardess asked her what she wanted to drink she mumbled looked at me and what I had and after a few seconds I said to the stewardess hat I think she wants what I'm having (tea and a water).

Her son was travelling with her and sittin behind her. He was in his early 20's and looked quite ghetto.

Rosa as I will call her seemed like a sweet and friendly lady. She smiled a lot, wore a very colourful blue short-sleeved shirt which implies she wasn't told that it was cold in Oslo. :-) and I say again, had a beautiful tan that makes me jealous.

PS. I'm writing this from the express train from the airport to Oslo and the girl next to me is stunning. She's clearly a skier (has a big ski bag) yet has the most amazing tan (I can see her feet - don't ask me how) ;-)

At least 11 flights in three weeks begins.

Song of the night...

Just heard this on the tv and I love this song... it's a great way to end the day...

It's been a good one...

God only knows what I'd be without my friends... :-) Thanks

Up up and away

Training for my marathon. This is a good upbeat song to run to... love it.

There's quite a few great new songs out there.

:-)

Flight #11 - the Cranky feminist

I've got to be careful because I'm writing this on the flight as the person is sitting next to me. Scary huh. :-)

The flight is from Helsinki to LONDON heathrow at 1930. It's not a super full flight do the middle place is free but someone is sitting in my row (10f) in the aisle.

She had an English accent when she answered whether she wanted tea or coffee but she didn't give the stewardess the light of day. Looked down and seemed downright unhappy. She has über short hair. Is rounder shaped. Dresses quite poor. Quite old womanly. It's definitely a case for one of those makeover shows.

Listening to some Pulp music. I wouldn't be surprised if she works quite high up for some charity or education maybe some governmental organisation or UN? I'm sure she's very clever and driven and talented. She gives off that aura.

I'm also fairly sure she's not too bitchy but probably quite nice if you get to know her.

When I say she's feminist I don't mean that in a bad way. She's a strong woman.

She reminds me a bit of the chubby German girl from earlier. :)

Flight #10 - the Romanian luxury whore

On Sunday night I left from Arlanda Stockholm to Helsinki. The flight left at 2250. The flight was pretty empty so here was nobody sitting next to me or on my half of the row actually.

On the other side of the row there was a couple. The one closest to me was a woman and as she came on the flight I saw her passport. Romanian. She was dressed in a white coat but you could see it was supposed to look fancy but it wasn't really.

She looked a bit like a mail order bride. The guy looked Nordic and quite normal. It looked as though he had ordered this woman online. She was super touchy feely with him and he seemed to like it. And seemed to feel comfortable. It seemed like a comfortable happy relationship. :-)

I know one thing though - if they get cold in Helsinki they have eachother to heat themselves up.