Text 33410, 62 rader
Skriven 2015-11-21 12:27:28 av MICHAEL LOO (1:123/140)
Ärende: toward Europe 507
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UA1969 BOS EWR 0900 1010 738 2F

I was on the 10:10 but got antsy so put in for the earlier flight,
as then I could take my time and wander through Queens at leisure,
and the flight was WIDE open in F (I had row 3 on the next). When
I got to the gate, 3 people had been upgraded ahead of me, despite
my having been #1 on the list, being a 1K on a non-rockbottom fare.
Eventually it happened, but I still suspect they're playing with 
me and hoping I'll go to that next level (consistently buying
cheaper first-class fares).

The flight was fine, I suppose; nothing interesting happened 
except that they didn't have any Courvoisier (commoner and commoner
phenomenon lately), so I had a Coke instead.

We landed on time, and I went straightaway to the 62 stop and
caught that bus in about 15, which took me to Raymond St. in a
jiffy. I was too drunk (on caffeine) to remember how I got to
the PATH and found that my MTA card had expired. Anyhow, WTC
and then the E to Kew Gardens to catch the Q10 I think instead
of Airtrain, as I'm a cheapskate. As a result it took 3 hrs to
get between airports, not a biggie as I had tons of time.

I fussed around with this computer at the Admiral's Club for a while, 
using a coupon to get a glass of Pyrat XO, which with its citrusy 
notes tastes pretty darned cheap and college-studentish, then went 
to gate 5 or so to meet Lilli coming in from California.

Being of more exalted status than myself, she was able to access
the fancy (and overcrowded) Flagship Lounge; this entailed one of
the concierges leaving her desk and unlocking the door; she must
have saved the cost of a gym membership, because someone came in
seemingly every five minutes. It took us a while to find seats
together and near an electric outlet, which is no longer so
critical as this new machine has a fancy battery life of some
four hours.

We were going to take advantage of the dinner spread there, which
turned out to be heavily steam-tabled things one wouldn't want to 
put in one's body, so we had a couple drinks and then retreated to 
Bobby Van's, where despite its being an airport restaurant I've had 
some decent meals. We were led tp a large back room in which only 
one other couple was seated. Through the course of the meal perhaps
two more people came in.

The rather nice waitress allowed us to split a porterhouse rare
- certainly it brought in more revenue than two burgers would
have. The steak was a generous 2 lb, tender and beefy and rare as
ordered. Lilli had the tenderloin and a chunk of sirloin; I got
the rest of the sirloin and to gnaw the bone and feast on the fat. 
Sadly much of the tail had been cut off, but there was plenty of 
food actually. Sides: the mash had unadvertised blue cheese, fine 
for her, not so for me; onion strings, slightly greasy, were very 
crisp and very tasty. Trapiche Malbec suited well, but we paid per 
glass twice what a bottle would cost in real life.

For dessert Lilli had a mojito, which was okay; I stuck to wine.

Back to the lounge for afters, which included Hennessy for me
amd Knob Creek for her.
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