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e27002 aurora · January 28th 16, 03:34 PM posted to uk.transport.london

On Thu, 28 Jan 2016 09:32:02 +0000 (UTC), d wrote:

On Wed, 27 Jan 2016 21:44:02 +0000
Paul Corfield wrote:
On Tue, 26 Jan 2016 17:46:31 GMT, d wrote:
Don't fly first or business class then and you won't have that problem. You
can fly economy and wait in McDonalds like everyone else where you get to
choose when you throw your drinks carton away.

I've only been upgraded to First twice and very nice it was too even
though having my business class boarding card torn up at gate check in
before being told of the upgrade was something of a fright.

Anyway I haven't flown in years because I can't afford it so I won't
be causing you any undue distress. Being a fat lump I do the decent
thing and go business class so no one has the anguish of having me sit
beside them in economy. Just call me considerate. ;-)

I tend to avoid flying when possible anyway. The whole thing is a miserably
experience from getting up at 5am to get into a stinking minicab to waiting
in a herd for the desk to open, through security, waiting at a gate with
no facilities, sitting in a cramped seat for hours on a plane and then the same
**** at the other end. Give me a train or preferably car any day. Last time
we went to the med we just couldn't be arsed with it and drove there. Obviously
takes much longer but far more relaxing and the trip is part of the holiday.

That absolutely reflects my experience. In the past ten years I must
have driven many thousands of miles within those United States. The
primary aim being to avoid the misery of airports, the TSA, cramped
flights with minimal service, and hours waiting at gates and baggage
carousels.

The five years I lived in Reno, at least twice a year I would do the
nine hours, each way, drive to visit with my friend and business
partner in Anaheim. After work on a Friday evening I would drive to
Bishop or Bakersfield sleep at a Motel and finish the journey the
following morning. Returning would usually be a straight drive thru
the mountains.

Likewise during my contract in Monterey Park, for long Weekends I
would drive home to Tucson. Typically on a Friday evening I would
head for Blythe or Phoenix, and stop for the night. Then continue the
next morning to Tucson.

It was actually a pleasure to be on the open road with my own music,
stopping to eat as required, and enjoying the scenery. All the time
knowing I was not paying the airlines to treat me like a unit of
freight.