My karma isn’t all bad. Despite what looked to me like a slow travel day, the airline I chose for a 4th of July trip to the U.S. had oversold the coach section. So without any warning I found myself at the front of the plane between Tokyo and Chicago.
At first I didn’t want to say a word to the air hostess, for fear that she’d kick me out. But by the end of the trip, she was writing me a personal postcard, looking forward to the next time I could fly with them. Details of this delightful flight are described on hipbelt, holybasil’s sister site.
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