First Class All the Way

“Thank you Dr. Diamond and Citibank,” Sam exclaimed as we clinked our glasses of Sauvignon Blanc at 11:30 this morning. Sam’s paying for his tooth implants with his American Airlines Citicard allowed him (us) to fly First Class to our Vegan Spa in Florida.

Gosh, it was fun as We 22 (how we in First Class refer to ourselves) chuckled together as they announced that a cookie or potato chips were on sale for $3 in the main cabin while we were being served our choice of luncheon. “More of that lovely white, please?”

And with the meal, came a show in the form of a mother entertaining her baby with more animation I’ve seen since Spiderman 3. She was worthy of major UTube coverage. Like, major. She was highly entertaining to both baby and me, across the aisle. Anything to keep the others on the plane free of baby wailing. Which was only intermittent. Very cute baby.

Sam was happy listening to classical music with the Bose noise-cancelling ear buds that they provided free-of-charge to each First Class Passenger (slight exaggeration).

It was nice that our flight was delayed about a half-hour after we had boarded. It allowed us to fully enjoy The Life Of The Rich And Famous (which I think the woman in front of us was because many people stared at her when they were invading our privacy to get to their coach class. Also, she behaved as though she was used to having people wait on her)*.

Tomorrow: “A Day At The Regency Health Spa”

* Actually, everyone was staring at her adorable dog that she kept in a dog caddy underneath the seat in front of her.