Day One: Brad Pitt Looks Down At Us (Inevitable)
Monday, 28th January 2013. Schiphol.
business class is fully booked, and it’ impossible to get an upgrade, so we have to remain in economy comfort. it’s not all that bad, I guess, even if it could have been much better, but at least we know KLM well enough to know they’ll be serving UFOs – “Unidentified Food Objects” – on any intercontinental flight, so we go for fish and chips at Café Amsterdam during transit. Brad Pitt looks down at us.
there’s only one woman in the entire economy comfort section, the rest is occupied by middle aged guys like us. it seems most of us are going to attend the same event at our final destination.
T and I will be seeing a lot of each other the next week, and we know it, so he puts on a movie after we’ve finished our wine and I pick up my book, “Café Gibraltar”. it makes me wanna go back home already. it’s just one of those things. Café Gibraltar. I guess it’s gonna be a great week, after all.
we sleep all the way across The Atlantic.