Gatwick. At check-in, Delta airlines are on “heightened security”. An On The Buses-moustached pencilneck is suspicious of my Cambodia visa and gives me a grilling re: my baggage. Travel mode not yet engaged: suppress minor freakout.
Flight is cool despite decrepit 70s ‘airplane’. Pilot’s accent is fantastic, can’t help but hear Bill Hicks’s line about “Clam Lappers 1 through 90″. Fellow passengers bemused at my mirth.
See Sideways and The Incredibles on the crappy retro screen and love them both. Find Mrs Incredible quite hot; it has clearly been too long.
In a vain displacement effort the GBA gets an epic pummelling with Zelda and Mario Golf.
Atlanta, Georgia is hot and travelsweaty. High-security, zero-privacy toilet cubicles (you can see through door gaps), with seats for asses the size of Atlantis.
The quartz in my body clock is broken after getting 6 hours back. Plenty time to chill; thankfully airports are made for sitting around checking out totty.
The nice US passport bloke clocks that I’m Mr Bell from Scotland, comedy cogs whirr and he asks if I’m related to Alexander. “Yes,” I reply, mildly astonished, “you should see the phones in our house.”
Soon off to Austin.
13-Mar-05 at 12:28 am | Permalink
All toilet cubicles are like that in North America. Every last one. I thought it was a JFK thing when I arrived in NY, but no. Everywhere. I’m looking forward to my return to England and cubicles where you can’t see in. Or out. Which I somehow find more disconcerting.
14-Mar-05 at 5:08 pm | Permalink
Aah, Fred. How I miss you.. Lots to update, dammit. You sound as busy as me though :/ When are you home? I reckon i’m off to Dubai late summer, so that gives you plenty of scope to come to Edinburgh and cast your eye over these lovely people in the real world.
Howdy Bell. Glad you made it. I like the designer chick from the incredibles best. She has that Vivienne Westwood waddle thing going on. Cute. Don’t die, look after the kids, etc.
17-Mar-05 at 3:44 pm | Permalink
I just tried this out on everyone and it’s 100% accurate: http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074731062
17-Mar-05 at 4:31 pm | Permalink
My favourite is when I put in my full name of ‘Paul jon Milne’. Sleazy dancing and ‘oldies’ fun.
It was nice to see Bridget the male nun with yo yo weapons from Guilty Gear when immediately going to that link. He is rad. His goal is to become ‘more manly’.
Errant (bang bang) Bell, if I had to use toilets like that, I’d never get any toileting done. Does stage fright not exist in the States?
17-Mar-05 at 7:28 pm | Permalink
I have to say this looks nothing like me:
30-Mar-05 at 3:13 pm | Permalink
> you can’t see in. Or out. Which I somehow find more disconcerting
Agreed. Spy while you strain, not fun.
> Mrs Incredible quite hot
After discussion with others this is a common one (Holly Hunter to blame. See amazingly NSFW image search). Also the Red Dwarf discussions re: Betty and Wilma from The Flintstones apply.
Did you take that self-portrait yourself CJ?