I wanted to take a picture of Beirut while landing, but guess what? They placed me on the wrong side of the plane. All I saw was sea. I think maybe I should complain about this . . .
“Hello! Hello!,” she addresses a flight attendant passing by, “I have to go to Beirut. This is ridiculous, I must go to Beirut, can you tell me what I do now?”
The flight attendant refers her to the Transfer Desk, and the lady walks off without a thank you, leaving the flight attendant slightly taken aback.