Just got in, so about to shuffle to bed, but wanted to mention that I wasn't the only one startled by my neighbor's aroma on the plane earlier; the flight attendant felt so bad for me having to sit next to him that he kept slipping me complimentary bottles of vodka.
Since I don't ordinarily drink, and had no interest in doing so at 30,000 feet, I brought them home as souvenirs.
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