My get-away to Camp David (as in Hasselhoff) started off like that first shot of a hard liquor you haven’t tried and are suprised to find it so strong and so damn mild.
i rode business class across the drink ’cause i’m classy that way. Klassy with a capital ‘K’, babes. i could tell because i was the only one Klassy enough to snap cell phone pictures of everything that passed across my extra large fold out tray.
BTW, the quality of the photos is due to the cell phone as much as it is my double vision.
i started off with two glasses of champagne. (Miss D is totally T so i stole her drinks throughout the entire flight.)
After that i graduated to a double Glenlivet that was old enough to get me arrested if it were a girl and i enjoyed her as much as i did the drink.
12-year-old Glenlivenit Up
Dinner service came just after and i swigged a white Burgundy with my foie gras (which is French for pâté).
White Burgundy & Liverwurst with an Attitude
With the lamb chop main course, i went for 2 glasses of Haut Medoc and fell so hard for it that i’m convinced the name is French for “Help Me Doc”.
Help Me Docs
After dinner i couldn’t decide on what to erase my palate with, so i didn’t–decide, that is. i had two digestives: a Cognac (Delamain Pale & Dry XO Grande Champagne–’pale & dry’ sounds more like a weather report than a drink and i love how the name sends you hugs and kisses, but there you go) and an Armagnac.
Hugs & Kisses Cognac Mingling With Armagnac
i was as smooth and mellow as the booze after that so i weaned myself off the bottle with a white wine that was so dry i needed five glasses to quench my thirst.
White Wine so Dry It Made Me Thirsty
Two More of the Same
The Last One
My notes stop after that, but i found this last photo lingering on my phone, so logically there must have been a stowaway.
My Mysterious Stowaway
See my nuts? Honey roasted, ’cause i’m Klassy that way.
Man, i was so high that even after the plane landed i was still flying.
Yep, Klassy with a capital ‘K’, that’s me.
Currently Drinking: Water; at lunch i even left the bottle of table wine untouched. i still don’t feel right about drinking without the amount of opium laced paracetamol i’ve been dropping.
Hangover Forecast: Mostly sunny. So far so good as far as the drugs are concerned.