If you're flying from London to Delhi, are not claustrophobic and have £4,422 rattling around loose in your pocket, you can forego even the first-class cabin in favour of your very own 26-square foot stateroom complete with seven-foot bed and complimentary Dom Perignon.
Meanwhile, yours truly will keep making do with the equivalent of a flying third-class railway carriage with complimentary nothing and a fervent prayer that the toilet is still operational.
3 comments:
Eraugh...air travel...
*shudder* *shudder*
Still the safest way to travel, isn't it supposed to be? Despite all these terrorists with boxcutters and bombs in their shoes. (That's still funny; FEAR THE DREADED SHOEBOMBERS! :D)
So... it's like a flying Capsule Hotel?
Put parachutes on them and call them "escape pods".
(These aren't the Droids you're looking for.)
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