The not so mexican burrito

Well there are several ways to travel to most destinations, there is first class and all the others, we went first class. Leaving Vegas around midnight headed to New York we were seated in the spacious first class seats and after a little while offered a nice hot towel. I love the hot towel so nice on the face. As it was dark, and having not traveled first class before Robby thought, "Right on a nice, warm, tasty burrito." It was only after he tried his first bite that Robby realized something was wrong, "the burrito must be wrapped in something," Robby mumbles, as he unwraps the towel, still searching for food. To his dismay there is no burrito to be found, but a couple hours later we were served a great sandwich and salad. So that is how the journey began with Robby eating a hot towel.