Fresh live prawns caught in Alaska, packed in ice and seawater. Every styrofoam box we grabbed as we loaded would start vibrating loudly as the prawns would thrash around inside the box....They felt rather LARGE for prawns.....
Flew them down from Ketchikan, Alaska to Vancouver as the many fine seafood restaurants awaited.
Night flight down from the panhandle following the western coast of B.C. We were bulked out and the boxes were pretty much right behind us...
Everytime we hit a few bumps, they boxes would all start thrashing in unison. Sounded like a facehugger alien about to scuttle up your shoulder....
