ID3: Pride... part 2
Sitting in the departure lounge, waiting for a beer, I gazed out of the window at the Lisunov Li-2 parked on the apron. My, she was a fine machine! And big too, she towered over the An-2 we'd come in on. To be honest, now the An-2 didn't seem that hot... it had been terribly sluggish...

As we filed into the plane, it clouded over and began to snow. The interior was pretty beat up, metal seats, a carpet (! - on a plane?!) riddled with fag-burns, the upholstery faded and nicotine stained. Still, another air hostess, who served hot tea with rum while we waited... and waited...

As we filed into the plane, it clouded over and began to snow. The interior was pretty beat up, metal seats, a carpet (! - on a plane?!) riddled with fag-burns, the upholstery faded and nicotine stained. Still, another air hostess, who served hot tea with rum while we waited... and waited...
Thanks a lot krigl 