So I am in first class on Japan Airlines right now, and the experience is amazing. A quick idea of what’s happening: After I changed into the very nice pajamas they gave me and came out of the bathroom, the flight attendant demanded that I give her my street clothes so she could hang them up. Apparently, me folding my own clothes would have offended her. Far be it from me to give offense. Continue reading “Whiskey Drinking Robot, or flying first class on JAL from NRT to CGK (Jakarta)”