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Skriven 2013-10-26 23:03:00 av MICHAEL LOO (1:123/140)
Ärende: burgers 366
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So I need a bunch of flights to retain my current status,
Lilli likewise, so we did some crisscrossing of the country
meeting in Newark for a few days of burger sampling, life
being hard as it is. Her trips were on American, mine on
a combination of United and US Air.

I have unaccountably gone deaf in my left ear - Eustachian
tube seems blocked, and this would be an interesting
experiment; as it turns out, flying doesn't cause any pain
to speak of but doesn't clear out the tube either except
for a moment at a time.

US2105 BOS DCA 0700 0831 319 2F

A perfectly decent segment, quite bumpy though. It was too
early for alcohol, though my flight attendant (again, one of
my favorites, the longest-serving in the fleet, as documented
in US Airways Magazine about four or six months ago) was eager
to get me some. There wasn't anything interesting in the snack
basket; the usual starchy grainy snacks were absent, so I
had a couple of Biscoffs and called it a breakfast.

We got in a little late owing to 110 mph headwinds and were
even later owing to US Air's failure to get together a
marshaling crew; I hustled off to my next flight without
time for a warm and/or sustaining beverage at the club or
my traditional inside-security visit to Five Guys.

When I got to my next gate, they were ready to board - this
is one of the gates where you board a bus to the airplane,
which irritates some passengers - you expect a gate to be a
gate, and you don't expect to have to bundle up in your
winter gear to get to your plane. The bus trip was slower
than usual, and people stacked their luggage right in the
corridor by the front door, which strikes me as being
substantially froward and obstructive.

US3957 DCA PIT 0930 1043 CRJ 2A

This is probably the nastiest jet aircraft flying. I had my
last airplane panic attack on one of these going to the
Montreal Munch at Flo's 14 years ago. I'd tried to avoid
this equipment before that and have done so with limited
success since - their cost-effectiveness on secondary
routes made them attractive to the airlines, and there was
a huge spate of purchases before it was realized that the
Brazilian planes ("jungle jets") are better as well as more
comfy; in fact Bombardier's self-competition the Q-series
propeller planes are likewise. Anyway, it was a crap flight,
and we were happy to get in quite early. I did my e-mail and
then went to McDonalds for the "control" meal of the trip, a
bacon habanero quarter pounder. This, perhaps because of the
outstation nature of the place - at the almost abandoned end
of an almost abandoned pier of an almost abandoned airport -
came out nice and soft, pink in the middle, actually an okay
burger, though the bun was its usual spongy mess. The bacon
was not crisp, salty, fatty, or smoky - rather hard, chewy,
and tasteless; the habanero component was a squirt of sauce
that was almost indistinguishable from chipotle sauce but
for a fleeting whiff of habbie rotten fruit, and I found
this a bit of a mercy. All in all, not a bad sandwich, and it
set me back just $4.80.


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