Thanks goodness, the PAL stewardess accidentally spilled water on me. I was literally and figuratively wet. She knocked down the glass full of water she was putting on my table. Water drenched my celphone, my Ipad pro, my left arm, my seat, the lower left side of my body– my hips, but, my thigh. Daming tubig naman nun. My clothes were wet and so was my under layers if you know what I mean. Ang lamig. I had to run to the washroom to layer my pants with lots of tissue papers. The flight attendant came back with several cloth table napkins so I could sit on them. Feeling ko bagong binyag ako. Nasa Heathrow airport na ako, ramdam ko na basa pa rin ang pants ko.
PAL’s inflight service is consistently good.
I liked their pork sisig.
PAL purser— “Do you want bread?”
Me—“Croissant please”.
purser—–“Some bread for you here?”
Me—-“Croissant”
Purser—-“Pandesal?”
Me—–“Croissant, Croissant”.
Purser—-You don’t want any bread?”
Me—-“CROISSANT1 CROISSANT!”
Purser—“ah croissant.
Mali yata pronunciation ko, ano ba dapat. I should have pronounced it with my French twang, KWASONG!”
Picture only, no eating. My sugar is sooo high — 120s
