Sunday, June 21, 2009

Ca a bougé au Bourget

Question: What could be more pleasant way to start off a Sunday morning than with the smell of jet fuel in one's nostrils?

Answer: The smell of jet fuel in one's nostrils, in a private loge, invited by the world's top private airline company , at the end of a runway at the Bourget private airport, watching the créme de la créme of the world's aerospace industry take off, the air vibrating with 60,000 pounds of thrust while downing, in rapid succession, six of Dom Ruinart's best champagnes, accompanied by stellar canapés, and surrounded by hot air stewardesses. Then doing it all over again.

Dom Ruinart 1996

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