Have you ever experienced flying on the 5th of August? If your answer is yes, read on, we have shared an experience. If not, read on anyway and don’t try it for any reason.
My friend Edo has found his own way of dealing with the stress of long-haul flights: he doesn’t sleep for two days prior departure and then pharmaceutically aids his own passing out for the whole trip. I can only thank the heavens that wasn’t what I did for my last trip, although I did of course spend the whole night packing the bare essentials for a deserted beach (OMG shoes) which didn’t help.
All of you living in Italy should have an inkling of what an Italian family looks like when leaving for the holidays: you’ve got grandpa wandering around lost, grandma trying to survive the grandchildren (monsters, the lot of them), mum’s going cold turkey from the nicotine drawback and dad’s trying to look brave even if he doesn’t have the slightest idea of where he should go next. So you dodge the monsters, trip up on grandpa, give mum a pitying look, ignore dad’s pleas for information and finally…miss your flight, ‘cause that same family has been multiplied 1000 times and they’re all queueing in front of you.
What you need is something to lift your spirits up. That means singing an old classic, and that’s what I’m suggesting this week – with a modern twist. Here’s to you Faith by George Michael remixed by Aeroplane (sweet irony).
Written by Andrea Ratti