Travel blog part deux.

The first flight went relatively well. The elderly couple abided by the unwritten rules of airplane rides. They did not cross the invisible wall that extends from the community arm rest. Ona different note, I was shocked by the lack of enthusiasm produced by the flight attendants during the safety presentation, so I fittingly returned the favor. Soon thereafter the attendants were smiley and happy to serve the free drinks to the first class patrons. I never realized that first class passengers were such alcoholics. A rather obese teenage passenger a row up and to the right of me had to be told multiple times to shut off his electronic device pre flight. I think they should have taken it away until the end of the flight, that would have made me giggle like a little school girl. The unlucky gentlemen in front of me must have had special seats, because they were gifted a free shower, a result of an unsealed water bottle placed in the overhead compartment. The Alaska Airlines employee who was confronted with the problem acted with swiftness to remedy the situation. Initially she wedged napkins in the crevasse, which was predictably unsuccessful. Undeterred by previous failure, she rose to the challenge once again. Somehow she acquired a roll of painters tape, and of course more napkins. At this point in time I can't help but wonder what this superhuman mixture of mcguyver and customer service extraordinaire was going to design. She tapes the stack of napkins on the underside of the overhead bins. The accomplished look on her face suddenly turned to a look of curiousness. She then emptied the compartment of all it's contents. Waiting in suspense , I witness her put one foot on each opposing seat, straddle the walkway, and investigate the inside of the container, only to find the culprit. DAMN YOU DASANI!!!! Thats what I would have said, but in her steadfast professionalism she cleaned the mess and the flight went on without further mishap. It seemed everyone was happy to move on from the incident, except the creepy guy whose eyes never left the attendants backside whilst she dangerously defies gravity in the name of customer satisfaction. So now I sit, eating a chicken carbona sub from Quiznos(no mushrooms, ewwwww), with a bottle of water, listening to country music. I have set up a home base, with my phone charging, and my carry on conveniently taking up the 2 seats next to me. I am pretty tired, but it seems no matter the exhaustion level,my body will not allow me to sleep on a plane, or in a airport. So instead of sleeping I do what anyone does, people watch. The old lady who looks like no matter how long her layover is,she isn't going to make it. Business man with the important leather briefcase, on the phone talking loud enough for everyone to hear how legit he is. The kids with the sweet cars 2 suitcases that I never had growing up. Well, round 2 is in the books. Goodnight all, sleep well.