We wandered the massive Hong Kong terminal for a few hours, then it was time for the third and final leg of our trip: a four-hour flight from Hong Kong to Denpasar, Bali!
Many hours later, I decided to check out the movies and ended up watching The Proposal which much to my surprise (and the surprise of the poor people who were sleeping around me) actually made me cackle out loud several times. Not even married for 24 hours and already enjoying Ro-Cos. Tragic.
So: the flight takes off uneventfully; we've been in the air for about an hour, I'm kicking back in my seat, watching some reruns of The Office on my little Jet Blue tv set, and then a flight attendant comes down the aisle and drops off a little goodie bag o' snacks! I looked up to thank her, and although I only caught a glimpse of her before she continued down the aisle, I realized "I KNOW THAT LADY FROM SOMEWHERE!" Now mind you, I'm that guy that ALWAYS thinks he recognizes people from somewhere, but after racking my brain for a few minutes, I realized that the snack-totin' flight attendant was...
