Boredom is the secret to in-flight happiness.
A recent not-even-half-full flight from Tampa to Dallas featured an attendant roaming the aisles offering soft blankets, fresh cups of ice and personalized trash pickup for each passenger (including the woman one seat forward noshing on sweet-smelling barbeque ribs). We'll take more flights like this one. Sure, after-7 flights mean risking an unwanted overnight stay if you miss your last-departure-tonight connection. But a smilingly unharried flight attendant -- plus the chance to escape the talkative armrest-stealer in 22D -- makes air travel positively tolerable.
Monday, September 1, 2003
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