A word to the wise:
British Airways is friendlier than Virgin Atlantic. Faster check in, nicer flight attendants, better food (and prompt food service, too, so that you can go to sleep early in the flight, rather than in the middle. On my Virgin flight the other night, I didn't get my nasty fish until after watching "Igby Goes Down" in its entirety. Not that I'm complaining about "Igby," mind you. It was a lovely film. But who ever heard of the only food choices being "Codfish or Vegetarian Pasta"? Oh wait, we're talking English cuisine here. Nevermind. At least they didn't have blood pudding. Maybe that's only on the flights from UK...). Not to mention the fact that they only had middle seats left, even though I had requested a window when I had bought my ticket and so forth. And, even though Virgin and Continental code share, you can't buy your ticket through Virgin and get frequent flier miles on Continental. You can only do that if you buy the ticket ON Continental. Trouble was, Continental couldn't confirm me on the flight, so I had to buy it on Virgin. Oy... But now I'm here, on the other side of the pond, in Jolly Old England.
Land of mediocre food and bad fashion sense. Although there are some really cute boys, and yesterday, when it was warm, a lot of them were wearing short shorts (and yes, the song came to mind...)
Anyhow... I'm off to see "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" but since I've moved to the second hotel of my itinerary - the one with free, high speed in room internet, you can expect to hear much from me. And hopefully my typing will be coloured with plenty of bloody English words...
Posted by Jon at April 19, 2003 08:20 AM