tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929700.post115091929255842700..comments2023-10-24T03:49:09.863-07:00Comments on Notes from Davy Jones's locker: Flying cowboy classAlasdairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15289004474066548692noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929700.post-1150998140424408312006-06-22T10:42:00.000-07:002006-06-22T10:42:00.000-07:00I dunno I rather like staying up until the clock s...I dunno I rather like staying up until the clock strikes midnight the night before my flight so I can be in Section A seating.... It adds an element of heartpounding excitement to air travel... America thrives on competition, nice guys finish last...there's nothing like shoving an old lady out of the way on the jetway so I can get to the cabin first to enjoy my complementary bag of three peanuts :oP<BR/><BR/>Kinda reminds me of riding the DC Metro System!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929700.post-1150980269389295962006-06-22T05:44:00.000-07:002006-06-22T05:44:00.000-07:00Yes, you might feel like you are paying to be a fr...Yes, you might feel like you are paying to be a free advertisement, but after you take off they pull that little "privacy curtain" to divide first class and common class. Why? I guess so that those the in the front of the plane don't have to see the back.<BR/><BR/>As to Southwest . . . living in a SW hub, I enjoy feeling like a cow getting on a truck when they throw open the door to allow us to board. Maybe SW is jealous of the other airlines since they keep getting free money to be bailed out trying to implement such winning ideas as paying for airline snacks and paying for reserved seating.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com