Protokitten & the Coffee of Doom.
Last time I flew was an absolute nightmare.

A friend & I were taking what should have been a quick internal flight from a very small provincial airport.

So we arrive at the airport & check in about an hour before our flight is due. We'd decided against buying any cigarettes at the newsagent's in the check in area, as we thought they'd most likely be hugely expensive, & we had a small supply with us.

Suffice to say, upon getting through the check in (after a thankfully not-too-intimate search of my mate), we were less than amused to discover our plane had been delayed by an hour, & even less amused to find the only thing in the waiting area besides a small duty-free shop was a solitary Starbucks.

And a tiny smoking area, located as far from the Starbucks as humanly possible, so that we spent our time alternately drinking a cup of coffee& walking all the way down to the smoking area for a fag as the delay to the flight kept getting longer.

Eventually the inevitable happened, & we ran out of cigarettes, only to discover there was nowhere to get anymore. It was about this time we were issued with vouchers for the Starbucks, as the delay to the flight had gone from "annoying" to "ridiculous".

Being a little pissed off, we were determined to get our full money's worth, & duly headed off to top up the already heroic amount of caffiene we'd injested.

I remember ordering a redbull for the plane journey, & an extra large coffee, & then spending the rest of the voucher adding an unfeasable amount of espresso shots to it, whilst my friend did something similarly daft.

The effect was rather akin to having snorted a large quanity of amphetamines.

Made for a rather interesting plane journey. "Ooh look! Clouds! And more clouds!" could probably be clearly heard by the rest of the passengers for most of the trip.
( Sylia Stingray is pilfering the biscuits on, Sun 5 Mar 2006, 3:32, Reply)