The only time I've ever flown this long was the last time I went to Europe and the trip over was absolutely fucking brutal. Middle seat between Logan Ury and Lana Seligsohn, which I thought was pretty clutch, until three hours into the flight I had Logan fake interviewing me about my personal life and a junior Irish soccer team that was on our flight started getting drunk and rowdy and stomping up and down the aisles and shit. Just awful. So comparing that flight to the one I was about to get on, I felt good about this being a better experience. Had two seats to myself so I could stretch my shit out and since I got gator limbs, I could somewhat lie down to sleep a little. Other big difference was this Delta flight at least had movies and some TV shows to watch, so I had "Always Sunny" and "30 minutes or less" to kill some hours between sleeping. But despite all that, this trip was instantly better because of the chick who Delta has do the flight instructions on the TVs before take off...
I mean this broad is a classic Jeff Tartarkin boner magnet. Almost every feature I'm obsessed with is in play right here. Red head, blue eyes, cute nose, cute ears, and you can't see, but she's got a petite neck and collar bones. Perfect. The only thing wrong here is no freckles, which I'm sure the make up was covering. And for those who are gonna be like "omg she's so fake, so much surgery and blah blah blah" you all are just being negative. Look past that and see she was probably a total dick wrecker before any of thats the case, so stop hating.
Ended up getting to Heathrow about 45 minutes early which was tight, not that it really made a difference, cause waiting in line at customs took about as long as the flight itself. When I finally got up to the desk to get my passport stamped, the woman asked me if I was there for business or pleasure, which I obviously answered: BUSINESS. Then she told me Liverpool was gonna beat Chelsea in the cup final, which I shook off, but should have said "ARE YOU HAVING A LAUGH?"
When I got passed the maze of bullshit to get outside, I made possibly the biggest mistake of my life and took a cab from the airport to my hotel in Kensington. I mean it couldn't have back fired anymore. I felt like such an asshole, cost me $100. Such a fucking rookie mistake and my cab driver had this shit-eating grin on his face cause he knew he was robbing me. Old ass guy kept telling me he had no issue stopping at an ATM for me..yeah no fucking shit you don't care, just made a days pay in 30 minutes. Either way, I did just land in London for a five day trip all by myself, so I sucked it up
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