Their Row Is Fully Engaged

| Houston, TX, USA | Romantic | October 5, 2012

(My fiancée and I are on our first flight together. On a 737, we are lucky enough to have an empty seat between us, but there is a baby behind us. As experienced travellers, we both put our ear plugs in. As the plane starts to push back, she catches my eye and mouths silently.)

Fiancée: *she spreads her arms wide and smiles*

Me: *smiling back and mouthing* “I love you this much.”

(I hold my finger and thumb about an inch apart. She pouts at me. I take her left hand in mine, and I put my finger and thumb around her sparkling engagement ring.)

Me: “This much!”

(She smiles and holds my hand as our plane roars into the sky.)

The Economy Is Tough For Everyone

| England, UK | Related | October 5, 2012

(My father and I are on a plane, and I’m asking questions about airplane hijacks.)

Me: “How do the hijackers get into the cockpit? It’s not like they can just knock on the door and say, ‘Hi, can I hijack your plane?’”

Father: “Well, it used to be like that a while ago. The cockpit door wasn’t even locked, so anybody could just walk in. But now it’s much more difficult.”

Me: *after a pause* “So, what do the hijackers do now?”

Father: “I don’t know, maybe they work at McDonald’s instead?”

The Rain, In Spain, Mainly Lies On A Plane

| The Bay of Biscay, Spain | Romantic | September 24, 2012

(We are on a flight to Lanzarote in the Canary Islands. It’s my very first commercial flight, and my boyfriend and I are on our first holiday together. We haven’t managed to sit together on the plane, so I’ve been trying to act cool, even though I’m really exited. Halfway through the flight I get up and go to see him in the next compartment.)

Me: *loudly, looking out of his window* “Look, the Bay of Biscay! It looks exactly like it does on the Map!”

Boyfriend: “Cartographers don’t lie, dear”

(The whole compartment starts laughing, and he’s never let me live it down.)

Blessing In The Skies

| USA | Related | June 18, 2012

(I am on a plane, and a mother and her young daughter are sitting in front of me. The daughter is mostly well-behaved, though inquisitive.)

Daughter: *looking out the window at the clouds* “Mommy, I learned that heaven is up in the sky.”

Mother: “Yep.”

Daughter: “Is that heaven, outside?”

Mother: “Yes, honey, it is.”

(There is a pause as the daughter focuses on the clouds.)

Daughter: *accusingly* “But I don’t see God or Jesus anywhere!”

Forget Bread-cake, This One Is A Fruit Cake

| Between Spain and England | Related | February 3, 2012

(We are on a flight back from a holiday in Spain. After a fantastic holiday, we’re all in a very good mood, having a good laugh and generally being a bit silly. The meals are served to us. Each meal is a fairly standard airline meal, with bread-cake (or bread roll) and butter, and a small dessert. My mum’s meal doesn’t have a portion of butter with it, but does have a bread-cake.)

Mum: *turning to me and my little brother* “I would like to introduce you, to the lonely bread-cake. This bread-cake is all alone in this world. The bread-cake, does not have any friends. You see, your bread-cakes have butter for friends, and each main meal has a dessert for a friend. The coffee has milk to talk to, but not my bread-cake. This bread-cake was abandoned, back when it was merely a ball of dough. No one to love it, care for it, or play with it. No one to tuck it in on a night, tell it bed time stories, or to comfort it when sad. I, however, will love the break-cake as though it were my own. I shall ensure that this bread-cake is no longer lonely, I will be its friend. I will be there to comfort it, and I for one, will not eat this bread-cake. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the no longer lonely bread-cake.”

(She gives the bread-cake a hug before putting it back on the tray. She eats the rest of her food, but refuses to eat her new found friend.)

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