I just flew Cathay Pacific from Hong Kong to San Francisco in first class and while I’ll share the “normal” details of the flight in my trip report (which I’ll start posting tomorrow), there are a few things I can’t help but mention now:
- The dude in 4A was wearing boxer briefs the entire flight. Fine, so was I, but I was wearing pants/pajamas on top of them.
- There was an attractive couple in row one (upper-20s and looked Brazilian), but they just couldn’t keep their hands off each other. The girl was obviously really excited about flying first class and the guy was trying to play it off cool, but I’m pretty sure some freaky stuff happened. Once the lights were turned off they both shared a single seat, and I saw some up and down motions. This NSFW Next Media Animation video comes to mind.
- Cathay Pacific’s in-flight entertainment censorship is ridiculous. Not only are the words they censor over the top, but the voice overs are so cheesy that it’s almost funny. For example, Jesus Christ=Judas Priest, (another word for semen)=gum, holy $hit=holy spit. Thanks for keeping our ears safe, Cathay Pacific!
- I LOVE GLOBAL ENTRY. After I went to the kiosk I had to see the immigration agent in the crew line. There were two Korean Air pilots in line to see the immigration officer, and they assumed they would be next since they got there first. When the immigration officer was ready the captain automatically walked up to him, though the officer said “you need to wait, Global Entry first.” It’s not often you get to cut even the crew!
- I called my mom after landing from Hong Kong, as I usually do when I’m back in the States. She has become quite proficient with the internet as of late, and has even started reading my blog. Uh oh. I guess that’s nice on one hand, but I can’t say I felt that way when she said “Benji, I see you went out in Bangkok. What did you mean about the ping pong balls and body parts, I don’t get it?” (in reference to this post). I was of course just watching the Thai Olympic ping pong team training… duh!
It’s good to be back home… kind of.