Quick thoughts on the way to a wedding

Posted: 16 November, 2015 in Daily Droppings, Drinking Games
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One of the few great things about air travel is the drinking. In an environment which (even to a drunk like me) seems one of the most unpleasant places to drink. It is almost mandatory.

Airports seem to have the longest open hours for bars. Every time I roll through a terminal I see people bound for somewhere having a cocktail with a business associate or reading a paper. I’m often there at 7 or 10 in the morning and there they are, grabbing a quick McDonald’s breakfast then popping over for a glass of champagne at Bubbles, the O’Hare wine bar.

It’s strange. And no matter what time my flight is the air hostess always walks past and asks if you like a beer or a glass of wine.

Because we all pretend we’re drinking for different time zones and every other drink you get is served by a different person. So no one is judging.

I land in Atlantic time, but I got an hour and a half to kill before the rest of my party arrives and we’re sharing a ride, so I might as well grab a breakfast beer, no one will notice. I’ll be done before they even arrive and then it will be about right for lunch and I’ll see if anyone else wants one.

Look I know they haven’t started serving lunch yet, but I’m on my way to Zürich and I need to get my drinking schedule in sync with corporate now. And show stole my john girsham paperback.


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