A Plane Decision
So I think I need to find myself an Irish boyfriend. On my first flight with Aer Lingus, from Washington to Dublin, I found myself being seduced by the silver-tongued accent of my 3'5" flight attendent who just sounded so soft and lilting, I wanted to take him home there and then and introduce him to my mother. That, plus the extremely heavy handed pour of the flight attendents as they re-filled my glass throughout the dinner service, I really think we may have found the start of something very special and meaningful....