Another reason to fly yourself

"American Eagle said Thursday it will charge $1 each for a can of soda
and a bag of cashews on flights into and out of Los Angeles next month."

I've always wondered... Why is it, everytime we jump on an airline,
for even a short one or two hour hop to a fairly close destination, we
are suddenly starving??? I'm guilty myself! I get in my seat, enjoy
my window-seat view of the take-off, and start looking for that food
cart to come around!!!

It's not like going to the movies... You can bring whatever you want
to eat on the plane, as long as it is within reasonable carry-on limits
and can't be used as a weapon!

I think its because the food distracts you from the other
unpleasantries associated with flying by Greyhound.

LOL! ...Can't hear that two-year old screaming behind you if you are
vigorously crunching pretzels between your teeth!

I've always wondered... Why is it, everytime we jump on an airline,
for even a short one or two hour hop to a fairly close destination, we
are suddenly starving???

In my case, it's because as a boy I was spoiled by flying on a Boeing 707
back in the early 1960s.

If I close my eyes I can still see it. Beautiful and friendly stewardesses
wearing Jackie Kennedy pillbox hats, white gloves, and serving real cuisine
on actual china plates, with real SILVER silverware. The gray-haired
captain sitting in his cockpit like a modern-day god, door wide open,
telling the flight engineer to step aside and let me through to see all the
instruments...

So, on the exceedingly rare occasions when I must suffer in the executive
mail tube, I start to salivate at the memory -- only to be handed some
triscuits...

I managed to catch the tail end of elegant train travel at that age, too.
When you contrast those days with the Russian Aeroflot model we've come to
emulate (just think -- we used to make fun of them!) since then, it is to
weep.
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"

I worked, for a couple of years for a company that had a couple of
Beech 1900's it used to shuttle employees from one of it's facilities
to another... I'm nearly 6'2" and I had to bend completely forward to
walk through the cabin of this plane to take my seat, and still hit my
head half the time. Once we got to altitude (although we were only
going to be there for a few minutes, in most cases), the pilot would
slide a cooler, back down the aisle of the cabin. There would be
pastries and soft drinks, followed by a coffee thermos and foam cups.
Each row would grab their treat of preference and contiue sliding the
cooler and thermos backwards, down the aisle. Not quite the china
experience that you recall... ;-)

The cool part was, the wide open cockpit door... I would watch the
pilot and co-pilot going through all of their checklists, and stare
attentively out the front window as we broke through the marine layer
to land at SJC, runway lights a-flashing! I would love to be able to
land a gig like that!

Best Regards,
Todd

Was this Intel by chance?

Yes.

Do you work for Intel?

Well said Jay, a lot of us have been there and done that back in the days
that commercial flying was a sheer pleasure.
You should start a new thread on "In the good old days" and they were only a
few short years ago in many parts of the world.
Roy


"Jay Honeck" wrote in message
news:6Qfof.630682$_o.346418@attbi_s71...
I've always wondered... Why is it, everytime we jump on an airline,
for even a short one or two hour hop to a fairly close destination, we
are suddenly starving???

In my case, it's because as a boy I was spoiled by flying on a Boeing 707
back in the early 1960s.

If I close my eyes I can still see it. Beautiful and friendly
stewardesses wearing Jackie Kennedy pillbox hats, white gloves, and
serving real cuisine on actual china plates, with real SILVER silverware.
The gray-haired captain sitting in his cockpit like a modern-day god, door
wide open, telling the flight engineer to step aside and let me through to
see all the instruments...

So, on the exceedingly rare occasions when I must suffer in the executive
mail tube, I start to salivate at the memory -- only to be handed some
triscuits...

I managed to catch the tail end of elegant train travel at that age, too.
When you contrast those days with the Russian Aeroflot model we've come to
emulate (just think -- we used to make fun of them!) since then, it is to
weep.
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"

Well said Jay, a lot of us have been there and done that back in the days
that commercial flying was a sheer pleasure.

It still can be, if you fly first class and pony up what it costs. Most
of us can't afford to do that. Bring back the "good old days" and you'd
have the good old choice - first class or nothing. Now we have another
alternative.

Jose
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