if you come to me i totally forgot..wanted to blog about my flight back...it was quite terrible actually, really packed, and kept getting jostled ard in the aisle..but the crux is:
i was sitting along the aisle, and there was this elderly caucasian -possibly greek/italian- couple on my left...they got there before me and were already quarreling when i got to my seat, also they were both quite big and would've been more comfy with 3 seats between the 2 of them. but anyways, the guy was beside me and simply jus 'crossed the unspoken divider, bound by the arm rest which he conveniently lifted up and did not put back down'..anyways, i was really bummed cause in addition to having to share my seat, the movies and all were exactly the same as when i was flying to spore; and i had gone thru them already..plus, my ipod ran out of batt, so i had zilch entertainment..-gaspP- hence!! i was reduced to sleeping and writing and thinking..anyways, the wife watches the movies with the volume turned on full blast, which is fine, cause it isnt THAT loud. but whenever she spoke to her husband, she had to shout to hear herself, so i'd jump everytime she started to say something..was quite funny -bear in mind this was the night flight, alot of other passengers kept getting jolted out of their sleep by her, honest- the guy would at this point turn to her and tell her to lower her volume :)..i thought, this was a couple, ala Ray Ramano's parents...
but
when meals were served, i noticed the guy opening the utensils packet and giving it to his wife before she said anything..and when she decided she didnt like her red wine, he swapped her without a word..he helped her remove her earphones when she fell asleep halfway thru the movie..and when he fell asleep, she shifted in her seat and sat upright placing the miserable cushion on her shoulder, so he could rest on her. jus, little little things..
but it's the little things that mean the most ain't it....??

maybe it's jus me being - sappy. but i think they were really sweet. like after all these years, when they're so old and could wriggle out of being romantic..they still kindda are, in their own way..underneath the squabbles, they're like, a young couplea, very much in love.

sweet.
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