OK - it was then washed down by two cups of milked coffee served by the airline's flight crew: my concession to consumerism. BUT, I did use my reusable coffee cup (a gift) from FTC (click the link), emblazoned with fond reminders of home: Wellywood, the Mount, the Naki, Kiwi, and Tui - fragments of my Pakeha identity.
For some food for thought on carbon emissions from flying, read this from The Conversation, and for a musical interlude, some ironic thoughts off the fly from Alanis Morisette.
... Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly