This IS a 1st Class Ticket

Wednesday, May 28th, 2008 | Life

The airplane kept not boarding. There were no announcements about flight NZ848 over the speaker the night I was supposed to fly out. All there was to indicate when my flight would leave is a status board that kept saying 5 minutes until it boards. Well other flights that were supposed to be boarding far later than mine were already boarding… Still, I was confident that they would not be boarding my flight, or at least would not leave until they made a final boarding call.

So I kept drinking at the airport bar. Made a nice single-serving friend there and talked about everything from Rugby to economics to snorkeling on Rarotonga. Well sure enough there was a boarding call for the flight I was on, only saying it was the final call. So I ran down to the gate and was the very last person in line to get on the flight and they closed the doors behind me.

Having drank enough to kill a small rhino, I felt very embolden and instead of going back to my assigned seat I sat in first class like I was meant to. Well one of the flight attendants then checked my ticket, and I looked at her with complete confidence and said “This is a first class ticket” as I showed her the ticket.

She then smiled and said thank you and offered me something to drink, to which I decided champaign would do.

I sat back with a nice smartass grin of satisfaction as I stretched out my seat and moved the one in front of me forward as well. That was the most enjoyable flight ever, out of pure enjoyment for what I had done.

Got off the plane and walked through customs and security in seconds having only one small carry-on bag and then proceeded to ask people how to get to Tiare Village.

Seems the lady who runs it always picks everybody up from the airport when the planes land since everybody on the island can hear the planes land. However she was not there to do such a thing. Some people at the airport called over to Tiare Village and when nobody answered they actually figured out what the lady’s full name was and looked her up in the phone book and called her at home (it was 5am at this point). Still no answer, so one of the guys there gave me a ride and dropped me off at the door.

I chilled out for awhile outside but after a couple of mosquito bites I “broke in” to the kitchen/living room area of the hostel I was staying at.

There wasn’t a couch long enough to sleep on in there and I didn’t want to just steal a bed from one of the rooms since I had no idea how people would react to seeing some stranger just sleeping in one of the beds, so I stayed up until 8:30 or so when this guy Michael got up and I told him my story.

He told me to just go take a bed and when the lady came in he would tell her about it. So I did, but at that point the sun was out, and there were about 30 roosters making there cock noises, so I could not sleep and I got up 15 minutes after I had lied down.

When the lady got in she had not gotten my reservation or money… hmm… But there was another guy that had been there for a week who booked from the same site and she didn’t have his money either. Well, she felt bad for not getting me, but not That bad since she charged me for an entire day since I slept on one of the beds for 15 minutes. ~$!$$!!!

Oh well, it was only $17/day!!!! I will survive.

               

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