Text 28190, 51 rader
Skriven 2012-08-14 10:22:00 av MICHAEL LOO (1:123/140)
Ärende: Alaska 112
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 UA 560 IAD SEA 1345 1650 320 8B
was             1228 1510
was 3812 IAD EWR 1443 1609 ER4 4A
and 1462 EWR SEA 1735 2039 738 2F
    1478 SEA ANC 2115 2351 738 2F
was 6010 IAD EWR 1450 1618 ER4 4A
and 1462 EWR SEA 1700 1959 738 2F
and 1132 SEA ANC 2055 2325 738 2F

My extra-miles-earning detour was derailed because of weather
and congestion (not mine, though I did have a bad cough),
and they put me on the nonstop, which was delayed - cost to
me, 500 miles and a first-class seat. So the best laid plans
of mice and men went awry, and I endured 6 hours in a middle
seat between a pouty brunette who would have been somewhat
attractive but for the bitchiness written all over her face
and a jovial doctor working for the CDC. I chatted with him
for an hour, slept an hour, worked on the computer for a bit
over an hour, and otherwise stared at the ceiling.

It wasn't a bad flight, and the Economy Plus seats on the
United aircraft have as much room as the first class ones
on the Continental ones. Narrower though, so both my
seatmates bumped elbows with me; the aisle guy took it all
in stride, whereas the woman alternated between trying to
push my elbow off the rest (it was barely on, and almost all
in my territory, I swear) and cowering by the window.

We pulled up to the gate just shy of 2 hours late, and as
I had counted on lunch on my previous itinerary and had
failed to chow down, off I went to Anthony's, where Willapa
Bay oysters were kind of bland; the briny Penn Coves were
much more characterful. Still peckish, I ordered an
appetizer plate of fried oysters, where the Willapa Bays did
well as generic fried seafood. And on to the United Club,
where Jim Beam white served well as cough syrup.

The Anchorage flight was rather pleasant; they offered a
snack of chicken breast with pasta salad. I turned that
down, asking for a Courvoisier, of which there was none.
The matronly but pleasant FA offered Jim Black instead, but
I told her she'd broken my heart.

Halfway through the flight she came over with a Courvoisier
nabbed from coach, where they sell it for the equivalent of
$105 a fifth. She said that she hadn't wanted to break my
heart. The gesture was appreciated.

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