After several anxious minutes and more than a couple of trips to the counter, we managed to score an upgrade on our flight from Chicago to Tokyo. Talk about a change...we swap our boarding passes and immediately board the flight (we've now become important enough not to wait in line). As soon as we board (not even seated yet) they're offering us drinks from a tray with apple, orange juice, and champagne. Then as we start to get settled, I overhear a flight attendant apologizing profusely to someone for running out of slippers already. This seemed strange to me but as we looked around, the rule in business seemed to be, sit down, buckle your seat belt and kick off your shoes (it's time to relax!). I then realized that with your seat belt fastened you can't reach the seat back in front of you...sounds painful doesn't it...there's almost enough room between rows for people to walk like an aisle. This of course is designed for the 20 way adjustable seat that is some kind of morph between an airline seat and a Lay-z-Boy. To continue getting settled, we check out the "amenities"...our own pillow and blanket, noise-reducing headphones, personal tv screen with 8 channels of movies, 20 channels of radio, and a pack of stuff like a sleeping mask, lotion and kleen-ex. By that time it was time for round 2 of what would end up as non-stop drink service. I felt pretty cool until I tried to get my book out of the seat pocket in front of me and manage to spill water and wine on myself (such an ametuer). Good thing we had 12 hours to get dried out!
Bottom line is we were blessed to have been in the right place at the right time, with the ability to afford a treat like this, but holy jeeze, I'm not sure if we'll be able to handle going back to cattle car style next time...
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