The first class treatment

WOW! My first class treatment all began in San Francisco. The lounge was small, but full of free foods and drinks and internet and such. It was a nice place to chill while waiting for my flight. Then came the call for boarding.

As I approached the gate I could see a long line had already formed. Naturally, being one of the regular folks, I got in line. That's when I recognised somebody from the lounge going through another door..... with no line-up. I was on the plane in no time!

As I approached the door of the plane I watched as all the passengers were directed to the right with only a "1st aisle please" or "2nd aisle please". When I handed my ticket to attendant, "Ahh, Mr. Atwill, you will be up this way." I turned to the left. It was as if I had been admitted into a secret club. I marvelled at the space, my seat which turned into a bed, my own completely adjustable tv, a bag on my seat which included an extra pair of socks for the plane so I could sit back and relax for the 14ish hour flight. Need I go on? Okay, as soon as I sat down I was offered a glass of champagne while we waited for the plane to take off, then asked what I would like as a drink after taking off. I think they were trying to get me drunk!

I was painfully clear, to anybody that looked at me, that this was my first time in first class. I must have had the look of a child discovering something for the first time. I quickly made myself comfortable and after take off, enjoyed a wonderful meal with wine, then proceeded to transform my chair into a bed and passed out!

I awoke to the cabin lights coming on. A bit groggy and completely unaware of any time, I turned my tv to check on the flight progress. WHOA!!?? we were only an hour and 50 mins from Auckland. The flight, along with November 23rd, completely vanished. I slept for the whole thing..... amazing! I was served breakfast and had just enough time to tidy myself up and before I knew it I was on the ground.

Being a pro first classer now, I immediately made my way to the lounge. No detours, no stops, straight on into the best party in the airport... except it is 7am, so no liquor, only orange juice. The lounge here is much larger and has showers, which believe me are a necessity after so long in transit. Probably more so for the people around me than myself hahaha. So now I await my final first class flight from Auckland to Melbourne.... I have seen the light, it is called first class.