We have done some long-haul flights: San Francisco-Tokyo, New Delhi-Sydney, Auckland-Tokyo-Honolulu, LA-Fiji, and many trans-Atlantic flights, many of them from central Europe to SFO. But we have never had a more pleasant flight than on July 31st, with Lufthansa, from Munich to San Francisco. Our usual protocol is to get there early, inquire whether the flight is over-booked, and, if appropriate, volunteer to be bumped. It doesn't work as often as it used to, but it worked in Munich, after a fashion. It turned out the flight was not over-sold, but the staff had assigned our economy/steerage seats to others, and "in gratitude" for our willingness to be bumped, the gate agents bumped us up, that is, up-graded us, to business class. Wowsers! Woof! The last time we were in business class was with KLH, in 1979, JFK to Schipohl, our first European adventure. I remember it well, especially the flight attendant's spectacularly successful efforts at getting me a rusty nail, sending forward to Royal Class for the drambuie. Anyhow, credit Vicki, as always, for this triumph of unaccustomed comfort and luxury.
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OK, we are already boozing it up, just aboard, not even fully acquainted with all
the amenities |
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| The food was actually pretty good |
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| My halibut |
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| Her beef stroganoff |
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| Her Charlotte, and fruit |
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My cheese and fruit; not pictured...my assorted digestifs, but not so many as to prevent
my watching Monuments Men, Hotel Budapest, and Casablanca; OK, it may seem
ungrateful to watch three broadly anti-German films while enjoying Lufthansa's
hospitality... |
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| While she tried to sleep |
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