Doors to manual and cross check
I went to Madrid for New Year and rather overdid it on the jamon Ibérico. If anything happens during the flight home, I thought, I might actually be too fat to get into the brace position. God only knows what the resuce team would find. Me tilted about as far forward as my stomach would let me, my hands pressed rather hopefully to my temples, as though a brace-like pose alone might save me.