Mile-High Punch Up
I was on a flight from the UK to Ibiza with a group of close friends – flying out for a friend’s wedding. We were looking forward to the flight until we took our seats and heard some really over-bearing, clearly inebriated guys taking their seats behind us. They must’ve been in their mid to late twenties.
One of them was actually being carried by two friends and lulling his head. As the plan took off, said dude threw up all over himself and his friends were in hysterics.
We were all openly in shock and disgusted that someone that drunk could be allowed on a plane and that he’d literally up chucked all over himself.
It smelt vile. It must’ve been about 10 minutes later when two of the guys (the party totalled like 7/8 and they were all sat in a line) got into a drunken argument and one of them got up and starting strutting to another seat while we were still taking off (seatbelt lights on).
The air stewardess came over to him and explained that he couldn’t move seats and he needed to move back once the seatbelt sign went off. He refused to move but started chatting her up and she went along with it.
The light goes off and then the other friend (argument friend) gets out of his seat and approaches the guy who moved.
The next thing you know they’re having a drunken fight (physical) in the aisle, rolling around on the floor and I swear to God you could feel the plane moving slightly with it.
People around were trying to stand up and leave their seats to get away from them. The stewardesses pulled them apart and eventually got them both to sit back down (in separate seats). But I just remember how the stewardesses kept flirting back with them to keep the peace.
I couldn’t believe that the plane didn’t turn around and that we then carried on with these absolute idiots onboard. That they were even allowed to board in the first place. I’ve not flown with Ryanair since. Permalink