Landing in an Hour! We have all filled out our customs declarations. I never buy gifts for anybody, so I can legitimately declare $0.00. I also kept a distance from livestock and can legitimately declare that I have not been on a farm. The airline staff just gave us hot towels and will soon be serving us a slight snack along with a complementary beverage of our choice. The young German girl next to me is listening to an IPOD and dancing in her seat. There is a guy in first class who is the spitting image of Neal Rosenthal, the wine importer. The snack choices are a pizza or a cheese paninni. I'm going with the pizza, even though the dancing German girl is very happy with the cheese paninni.
Isn't a winery a farm?
Good question!
I will have to clarify this with US customs as soon as I land.
I've seen Neal Rosenthal spit. He's the spitting image of himself! |