So with passport in hand, it's off to Denver. This is my first experience with a charter flight. I imagine all charter flights are a little different, but a charter flight filled with 150 of the most frequent flyers, all of whom are top tier elite in their respective airline programs, gets a little strange. You know the safety briefing at the beginning of every flight, that you've heard so many times you always say you could give the demonstration for the flight attendant?
|Sorry it's blurry. It's hard to shoot when you're laughing so hard.|
So if we're doing the safety demonstrations, what do the flight attendants get to do?
|They model the prizes for the charity raffle of course.|
|Leaving Montreal. I never get pictures with the wing in them.|
|Jini and Oleg, my seatmates.|
|They fed us again. Our choices were "Chicken Parmesan" or "Some Kind of Beef". I'm in row 29. I got "Some Kind of Beef". It was an accurate description.|
|We're frequent flyers. We're not high maintenance. You don't need to bring the beverage cart to us. We know where everything is.|
|Wait, did I say not high maintenance? Attendant call lights are fun, but the next thing heard over the P.A. was "Somebody's gonna get a broken finger!"|
I'm not sure if flight attendants would enjoy working one of our charter flights or not. I know we're all having a good time, but their job is to keep us safe and make sure we don't break any FAA regulations. Trying to get us to do something is like trying to herd cats....deaf cats.....with ADD. Yeah, that's us, deaf cats with ADD. Congratulations to the crew of Continental 1821Y for getting 150 deaf cats from Chicago to Montreal to Denver without anyone managing to hurt themselves (too badly), and we're sorry you didn't win the iPad this year.
I, however, have decided that charter travel is a much more fun way to fly, so from now on I'm going to need 150 of you to come with me wherever I'm going. Phoenix next month....who's in?
|Arriving in Denver. Hopefully my last view of the back of the wing for a while.|