93. Almost Kicked Off A Plane

Day 93.

Location 7: Berlin

Feb. 1, 2023

6 Days Ago | 2:58pm

The flight attendant of my Ryanair flight from Lisbon to Dublin pauses at my row's overhead compartment. Like butter on a hot pan, her facial expression slowly melts into concern.

Now with my basketball in her hands, she heads towards the front of the plane with a hurried gait. The head flight attendant meets her at the rendezvous (row 17), looks down at the ball, then back up at his colleague. "Who's is it?" I read off his lips. Within a millisecond, two pairs of eyes and an extended arm with an extended index finger is aimed directly at me.

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Luckily for you, I filmed this whole scene for you to watch. Unluckily for me, this moment filled me with panic and I dropped my phone in a cold sweat:

They didn't know I had 2 of 'em (doubles are best):

Today | 6:11pm

The flight attendant of my Ryanair flight from Dublin to Berlin pauses at my row's overhead compartment. Like butter on a hot pan, her facial expression slowly melts into confusion.

Her eyes dart downwards and lock with mine. Neither of us says a thing. Then we both say the same thing at the exact same time: "hey it's you!".

It. Was. The. Same. Flight. Attendant.

I couldn't help but imagine what surrounding passengers must've thought: This guy travels so much that he knows the flight attendant?! Not quite, but still a crazy coincidence. I very much regret not taking a photo to capture our reunion.

As I exit the plane, after landing in Berlin, I pass her and call out "see you on the next flight". We both smile and I step off the plane, basketball in hand.