I find my airline meal under a load of fantastic plastic sculptures that makes up the packaging. However, I am unable to eat the food as after I have removed the packaging, my fork, even with my arm fully extended, is unable to reach over this landfill nightmare in my lap to the plate. Instead of eating, I ponder the food packaging weight from a 747. Quarter of a ton?
I am amused by the pudding. It is a cool Star Trek affair of bright blue oval plastic bowl, with two raspberries and a totally non-vegetarian bovine jelly in bright orange, with a grape and two cherries suspended in it. After photographing this UFO, I balance it on top of the eco disaster in my lap.