Flying Business Class

As a person who’s always had short legs, the leg room issue with the economy class never bothered me. But, I remember how he and I were elated when we were upgraded to Business class on our way back from our first trip to Europe. Yes, we were the stupid tourists taking pictures of the biz class coz it was our first time in that cabin. Now, fast forward 6 years, I’m writing this blog on my way to Beijing, sitting in the biz class, not really thinking too much about it.

A little girl running up and down the aisle and a pair of what seems to be sisters taking a walking tour of the cabin reminded how I used to feel about flying business class. Flying (even economy) used to be such a privilege. Now, I see a plane as little more than a shuttle that takes me from point A to point B. Of course, I’m still too cheap to buy biz class tickets with my own money, but because I travel so much for work that it’s merely commonplace now.

So, what brought me to write this blog? Because the guy next to me just WON’T close the window shade. By the way he fumbles with the seat and the meal procedure, I’m guessing he probably doesn't fly very often. As much as the light annoys me, I am refraining from saying anything because I remember how excited I once was about looking out the window. Let someone else have the experience... I just hope the last 3 hours of my flight will pass by more quickly.