We are flying to Taiwan. We fly out of San Francisco at 11:30 in the evening. We arrive in Taiwan at 6 a.m. two days later. It’s a 14 hour flight. Would somebody please explain that to me?
Dearest (not so gentle) readers, I know that looks like a question, and sounds like a question, but it really isn’t. There is no need to write a long explanation about crossing the date line. But however rationally you look at it, it is very confusing
We are traveling on Eva Airlines, The national airline of Taiwan. We have flown with them before and they have been excellent. They look after you beautifully, they remember your name, and they are very generous with the champagne. What’s not to like?
And that dear readers is a question, and I’m going to answer it for you. What is not to like is their lie flat beds. They are not for the human shape, unless you happen to be shaped like an ice cream cone. I am not. The seat itself is perfectly comfortable, but the area where your legs go (when lying flat) is the size of a drain pipe. Trying to get into it, is like trying to get into a condom that is way too small.
Dearest gentle readers, don’t even go there! Let’s just say I have a vivid imagination and leave it at that.
As your seat reclines, you must clamp your legs tightly together, point your toes. and ever so carefully aim at the drain pipe. If your legs aren’t sticking out in front of you and perfectly straight, they will not go in. And if they do go in, your trouser legs get pushed up to your calf and you spend the rest of the flight remembering how legs can swell during a long flight and wondering if you will ever get them out.
The situation calls for an ambien, but turning in your sleep is virtually impossible. Your body might turn but your legs stay exactly where they are. If you attempt to take them out of the pipe while you are lying down the legs must bend, and then your knees hit the TV that is placed just above them. I can tell you with absolute authority that it is quite painful.
The only way to extract your legs is to let them go limp and then push the button to put the chair in the upright position. There is a moment when you are convinced that your legs are not going to follow your body, but just as you feel you are going to be ripped asunder, a loud noise, unfortunately not unlike a fart, comes from your nether regions and your legs pop out of the tube like a champagne cork out of a bottle.
Its a long flight. It may only be 14 hours, but it feels like two days.
Happy travels. Did you manage to rent car? Hope you’re able to read the road signs! Xx Caroline
Thank you Caroline.
No car!! Just trains and uber!
Thank the Goddesses! We had to endure the States of the Union fantasy .. I REALLY needed an entertaining escape with you two!
No fantasy from me!!
Thank you Lord Whistled…..er Andrée! I feel your pain but always remember that bubbles help everything!!
I need more!!
Have a fabulous trip!
We defintely will
Perhaps a trip to the economy section will remind of a scene from Dickens and all will be well.
A fate worse than death!
OMG, what a way to start a relaxing trip – actually I know exactly what you experienced – is like a night’s sleep when my kids’ little Portuguese Podengo Pequeno chooses me for the night and nestles in between my legs – can – not – move – and the entire night I am occupied by not being able to move
Looking forward to hearing about your luxury beds when you start your proper tour
xoxo
Colette
Andrew: Seems like forever since your last fabulously entertaining travel blog. I also went to Taiwan not long ago, wanting to visit there before the Chinese regime gets too agressive. I also flew EVA from SFO and do remember squeezing my legs into that small space. I enjoyed my visit, especially to the modern as well as historical parts of Taipei. I am sure you will too and am looking forward to your forcoming ‘Tales of Taiwan’.
Mike in San Francisco