You wouldn't believe how many people wanted to sit next to us on the plane.
People, people, please! You're making a spectacle of yourselves.
Our plane arrives! So far, so good.
All right. Everything seems to be in ord...
Hey what the hell?! Get back in the plane! And close the goddamn window! You new here or something?! Christ Almighty...
Speaking of being new to something, I fully admit to going 100% hayseed when I saw how big the inside of the plane was. I'm used to domestic flights and puddle-jumpers. This thing had me flabbergasted. I could not shut up about it. I sounded like I should have been wearing overalls and a straw hat. Children were rolling their eyes at me. I'm just saying, it was a big plane.
And then the kicker, they bring you food! Guh-wha?! Well sooooo-wey! 
Beef dinner! On a plane! Shaaaaazam! *Fires musket in celebration* We had our choice between beef and chicken. Vegetarians were escorted off the plane. Which was awkward, because when they served this meal we were over Calgary
I bought wine once I figured out there was still 11 hours left in the flight. Son of a bitch.
The video screens in front us were great. Movies, TV Shows, Games, Radio. My favorite was the Flight Plan option, which constantly updated you on where we were along our flight plan, the time and weather in Tokyo and Chicago, and handy/frightening info like how fast we were going and how high in the atmosphere we were. That air temperature was fairly unsettling too. 
First class. All the way.
Two bottles of wine later let's check the flight plan and what the...We're here!! 
Japan?
Japan!!! Next: Part 3 - Where Our Heroes Check In to Their Overseas Headquarters and Make Culinary Decisions Based on Convincing Banter With Locals.
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