The next place was huge, had warm water, two large beds, separated shower and toilet, and the windows were towards some kind of patio. I asked to receive the same but with a view to the street.
I took her down to the bathroom, and her pants and shoes were full of vomit. We were sure that it was not alcohol, but that there was something wrong with the food we had at this "nice" restaurant.
The counter opened 45 minutes before take-off, and we really had to beg the ground personal to check for another seat. They were friendly, but nonetheless we felt that they would do us a favor. |
