my plane trip back to Hong Kong was in economic class, the kind of place where you have 90% chances to get a painful neighbor.
"Jezuz, how cheeky…"
A bad mannered person who thinks that the whole plane belongs to him, and especially the whole seat and everything around.
And I was sweating out.
"Stay cool pfel', he will soon finish his paper and then…"
But no, he was spreading more and more.
Adding the fact he was farting with no refrain (we knew he was the one because the smell disappear as soon he left for the toilets)
a 13 hours long flight, tidy near a fart-spreading guy…
trying to escape, I used the "fall asleep at all cost" ninja technic.
He mistook his reading lamp and turn on mine to read again during the night…
Finally I tried the "Coue in Coma" method
until I smelled a new flagrance….
He was eating onion Pringles® chips
I dreamed farting Pringles® all flight long