Crazy Beginnings

So I'm here. New York ended on a high note with five straight days of fare-well partying and a bang with my show at Staten Island. Thanks to everyone who showed up in one of the five days. Despite being in a warmer place now, despite having been completely sick of the Big Apple, I'm actually going to miss it because of y'all.

The flight here was crazy from the start. Immediately after they annouced the first boarding call (for Business Class), the entire mob rushed the airline employees and tried to squeeze in at the same time. I heard this woman say to her kids in Cantonese, "Hey, we should try to get in even though we're not in business class, lets GOOO!!!" Then her whole family rushed into the mob, while the airline employee, forced into a corner now, was desperately screaming "GIVE ME SOME SPACE, GIVE ME SOME SPACE...!!!" I felt really ashamed. Is this how Chinese people behave in public all around the world???

Then, on the plane, everything seemed to calm down, chaos erupted again. Some guy accidently opened another guy's bag, and it turned into a 4-row shouting match. It got more and more intense and more people started to join in. The last bit of dialogue was like this: (For some reason, they were yelling in English, while they all talked to the flight attendants in Cantonese.)

"YOU WANT TO FIGHT? I CAN FIGHT ALL FOUR OF YOU, ONE TWO THREE FOUR!!"
"Oh wow, that's very good. You actually know how to count to four!!"
"(cantonese expletive)!!!"

then punches started flying... there was even a poor woman trapped between two guys that were punching each other out. Finally the flight attendant managed to break off the whole ordeal and made everyone change seats.

As I was waiting at the baggage claim, I did not see any of those who participated in the chaos. I felt a bit relieved. I do not know their final destinations, but at least they were not from Hong Kong. (Though later i was told that this kind of scene does happen a lot in Hong Kong.)