30 minutes into our 9.5 hour flight to Japan, a flight attendant dumped a full half quart of orange juice on the young man sitting beside me. I received a bit of sticky splatter, but he got drenched. He had a change of clothes with him and when he came back, I mentioned that he should see about getting moved to a new seat as he shouldn't have to sit in his. He did and he got moved up in class and I got the row to myself. It all worked out.
Once in Japan, the cultural differences started to become apparent...
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Restroom stall |
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Mercifully, there are options.... |
2 comments:
Eric, is that a picture of a behind, "tinkling" outside the bathroom?!
I have no idea. Between the diagram and the control panel I left this one and moved on to the third option.
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