Real post: The Flight

Tom and I are in Beijing. We left JFK right at eight am on Thursday and made great time to San Francisco. Outside of the TERRIBLE in flight movies, the first 6 hours went very quickly. We arrived in San Fran early and after some dangerous Mexican food we headed over to the gate.

Not THREE minutes after checking in, the front desk pages Tom Ig and upgrades him to business class. I walk onto the plane and find my place in between two dudes. All the attractive women must be seated somewhere else because there are none within eyeshot of 35J.

I throw my stuff in the compartment and take my seat. A minute passes and I start some quiet banter with my neighbor. Then, a gentleman approached me.

“Mr. DiDonato?”
“That’s me.”
“Come with me.”
He gave me a slip of paper. No, it did not say 35J as my previous slip had… no no. This paper said 8F.

Eight F.

“you’re going to like it,” the man added as I entered into the businuss class section.

“may I take your coat sir?”

It was an aisle seat. In business class. An aisle seat with cycling lumbar support, automatic seat adjustment, stereo headphones and a menu with options of Pan-seared filet mignon w/ balsamic rosemary sauce, citrus chicken with cashews, and pan fried mahi mahi with garlic sauce.

For dessert? a selection of international cheeses or caramel apple cobbler.

There was a little package of comforts that came with the seat as well. Moisturizing oils, a night time eye shield, kleenex, soap, and face towel.

We got warm cashews and walnuts shortly after take off. And multiple passes of the hot towels to wipe your weary eyes.

Personal T.V? yes.
A huge stretch of legroom? yes.
Fantastic flight? yes.

12 hours of luxery? yes please

7 thoughts on “Real post: The Flight

  • 7/15/2006 at 4:07 pm

    First class (or even business class) on large planes rules beyond anybody’s expectations.
    Comparing biz or 1st class to coach is like a sensual nude backrub from supermodels vs. 12 hours of painful eye surgery. You almost don’t want to leave the plane.

  • 7/15/2006 at 11:53 pm

    Same sorta thing happened to my family on the way home from france. We were all tired and our tickets were standby (my mom was ready to kill my dad for that), and all that was left was business class. So we scored 4 free upgrades and each had separate TVs, big loungy chairs and all the soda you could drink. I remember watching “The long 9 yards” (Matthew perry and Bruce Willis, i think that was the name) twice on the tvs and a seinfield episode.

    Hopefully you strike that kind of luck on the way back!

  • 7/16/2006 at 12:36 am

    i think the movie you are talking about is “the whole nine yards”…. I flew business class from Cali to Australia and it was AMAZING.

  • 7/17/2006 at 8:44 am

    I sat in First Class on my way to my Honeymoon! Greatest flying experience ever! And coming from me, Mr. we can drive to Mexico honey, thats not saying alot. But it was a ton of fun.

  • 7/17/2006 at 9:47 am

    Were there any snakes?

    I have never been on an airplane, but I recommend it for never-ending places like Wyoming.

  • 7/18/2006 at 12:33 pm

    No! Fly over places like New England and other highly-populated areas. Wyoming is awesome to drive through: High speed limits, no cops, tons of wildlife to see, and no traffic.

  • 7/18/2006 at 1:11 pm

    And almost no traffic signs and an it’s an endless torment when trying to get out of it in the middle of the night. And don’t get me started on the Bighorns at night.


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