I mentioned last week how my Ryan Air flight from Genoa to London was as organized and as luxurious as Phil Spector’s hair. It was horrid and this morning my spirits sank as my economy class ticket from London to Miami arrived via e-mail from Carnival’s travel office.
I sat in my chair staring at the word “Economy” wishing I’d gone into organized crime when I left school. It never occurred to me as a good career option – making people sleep with the fishes and making them offers they couldn’t refuse – but now it does. Because I’d have loads of (laundered) cash and I would be able to fly first class all the time.
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