No, this is not a reference to the Wizard of Oz, although I can see how the title would throw you in that direction. Today my day FINALLY came! I always said that for as often as I fly, just once would I like to be bumped up to first class. Today that day finally arrived! (I gave up my earlier flight and not only got bumped, but got a free round trip voucher, which is what I was really going for…first class was just the cherry on top). The grass is definitely greener on the flip side of the curtain, with an ample amount of room for your legs and elbows and quite comfy chairs for your bum! I got a drink before we took off. I didn’t get a puny bag of pretzels like in Coach. Oh no. Not in first class. I got to choose my snack from the basket of goodness…not once…not twice…but three times! Brilliant! Then on my second flight…while those Coach people were nibbling on their puny peanuts, my “snack” consisted of a turkey sandwich with fruit, crisps (aka chips) and a brownie.

It will be difficult for me to fly coach again…which will be in only 3 days. The aisleway from the door to coach will be extremely long. It will be like a slow motion walk as I look longingly at the big, comfy oversized chairs, as I look at the tiny water bottles welcoming the weary travellers and as I look at the pillow and blanket, awaiting to make the passenger’s flight more comfortable. It will be a sad day and I will covet each and every first class member as I stroll by…knowing that I used to be one of them, knowing that I must continue on to sit in my tiny, cramped coach seat with one tiny drink and my pitiful peanuts.

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