I’m back, and I was barely gone to begin with.
Everyone keeps saying, “Welcome back from vacation” and I feel more like I’ve come back from a business trip. Visiting, shopping and running errands is close enough to work that I feel I deserved my business class seats – both ways.
Lufthansa is the only way to fly.
My girl on the inside moved mountains and got me into the upper echelons of airborne society for the ride in, and I covered my way back with miles.
Champagne before take-off, three course menu with a decent wine selection, fully reclining seats, 20 entertainment channels that can be paused and started to suit the individual viewer, window in the toilet? Renee got it right when she said, “it’s not just a better seat, it’s a better way of life.”
Which is pretty cruel once you realize which side of the velvet rope you really fall behind… for the moment anyway.