Here’s a little advice from me to you: get comfortable, get that blanket out, kick off your shoes, pop on a movie, adjust the pillow, lean back and…take a sleeping pill. Really. There is no way you’re getting any sleep on that 10-14 hour flight (where are you going?) – there’s a baby crying in the back, some little kids complaining next to you, you’re in that middle seat because you scored a great deal and someone is snoring behind you. You only have one choice: knock yourself out and pray that the flight attendant wakes you up for ice cream hour (seriously, Qantas has that).
Now I prefer something strong, but really any over-the-counter sleep inducing pill will do. But remember, you don’t find the sleeping pill, the sleeping pill finds you. Skip the wine pour though (seriously, Qantas has that too) – you’re not Lindsay Lohan, calm down. Fun fact about Lindsay: she and I have the exact same birthday (day and year), and that leads to another fun fact about me: I do not believe in astrology and the birthday book.
Alright then, did that help? Thought it might. Enjoy.
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