Two of the good things of taking long distant flights are:
A. you get alcohol for free (which is only illusional, because they already charged you a huge sum of money in the first place.)
B. you get to watch the latest movies ( you can also do it by simply downloading at home, and you don’t have to fasten the seat belt on your own sofa )
When my airplane hit through the depressive London clouds and roared into the sky. I was watching the movie Side Effect, in which Jude Law playing a psychiatrist in New York.
(Ever since I came to the UK, I found out that most of my favorite Hollywood actors/actresses are actually British. Paradoxically, the reason is not the Britishness they kept, rather, is how American they are and how fake their accent could be. )
Jude Law reminded me that, I am actually flying to New York—in few hours, I will be standing on the streets of Manhattan—the city will jump out of the screen and become a matrix of reality. This fact deeply shocked me.
One of the flight attendants looks strikingly similar to Lori from the Walking Dead.
“Sir, can I get you anything? ” Every time when she came to me, my mind always pop up images of zombies chewing human flesh.
This is my travel to New York, my surrealistic adventure: I am physically approaching New York in the speed of 600 mph, watching New York on the screen which is shaking by the jet engines like a vibrator, and Lori charged me 7 dollars for a glass of wine.