I just got back from picking Firda up from the airport. She is taking a “get rid of the grime that comes from being on a plane for more than a day” shower and I am cooking up the chicken satay (a la Troy) that I started this morning. It’s smelling pretty good so I couldn’t have screwed it up too badly.
From what Firda has told me the plane rid was pretty crappy. She has a coughing cold right now so she only remembers the flight being one long coughing spell. Oh and she had to walk back to the galley (or kitchen) when she wanted a drink of water. I call that poor airline services but I usually fly with Air Transat so I can’t complain. It’s a wonder if they feed you sometimes.
After the food I think we are going straight too bed. It’s been a long couple days for Firda and I’m pretty tired out as well. I’ve been running on adrenaline for the past day and a half. That’s the only reason I could think of that would explain why I still have tonnes of energy but haven’t had a meal since Friday lunch. Go me 🙂
Alright. Off the flip the satay. Night all.