~~~~ chapter 3 we had a quick pit stop on the riviera to replenish our depleted tanks , and the petrol pump attendant nearly had a heart attack when i taxied up to the re-fuelling point , with twenty four others behind me , raised the hood , leaned out of the cockpit , handed him my piece of plastic and said llenar veinticinco aviones porfavor , ( fill up twenty-five aircraft please ) in almost fluent spanish , and i was quite proud of myself until natasha pointed out that we were in france .