Local Heart, Global Soul

November 24, 2012

Is It Really Any Of My Business?…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

In yesterdays post I mentioned that Himself and I have a surprise that we hadn’t told the kids about:  it’s the news that we’ve accumulated enough Frequent Flyer miles with Singapore Airlines to be able to get a free upgrade of our tickets and fly Business Class on the last leg of our journey home.

It’s probably wasted on the kids since this is a night flight and they probably will sleep most of the way, but on the other hand it’s also nice to have them stretched out in their own seats and not draped  heavily over Himself and I, which is their usual mode of sleeping in the cramped seats in Economy.

I could totally get used to flying Business Class… alas my bank balance has other ideas and so we were strategic when we planned this into the trip. We figured that since two of our flights were 14 hours each and two were 10,  that it would be wise to  use this perk on the longest of the flights. Also starting out the trip in luxury and then reverting back to squeezing our long Dutch legs into Economy thereafter would be painful both physically and psychologically so the longest leg on the way home was the wisest choice.

Little Mr. fell asleep as soon as the plane had climbed to cruising level and his seat could be reclined, and soon passengers all around us were doing the same.  It’s a pity I didn’t take a photo of the seats in the reclined position, the back rest slides downwards and there’s a leg rest that rises up so yes, you can stretch out far further than can ever be possible in Economy, but that said these recline to a level that is still far from flat so you find yourself attempting to sleep on a downwards slope.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

The kids fit perfectly into the space, they can stretch out fully if they want so they curl up and sleep,  but I could use being a little shorter as my feet fit awkwardly under the seat in front.  This is partly due to the fact that I’m limited in positions that my sore foot is comfortable in, and partly because the ideal position for sleeping in one of these seats seems to be on your side, whereas I usually find sleeping on my stomach most comfortable.

I opt for a half-doze but that’s not terribly successful because one of  the middle aircraft seats in our row was occupied by a stout gentleman who made himself comfortable, fell sleep and  promptly began snoring very very loudly. I ask the flight attendant if it’s possible to get ear plugs but they didn’t have any.

It also seems like they are unwilling to wake the man in question to let him know that he’s keeping other people awake.

Himself is so tired that he manages to sleep regardless of the din so eventually I give up and drown out the noise by putting on the headphones and watching a few movies. Later Kiwi Daughter stirs just in time for a meal, I’m not sure if I should call it dinner or breakfast but it’s  a good step up from the usual aircraft fare.

There are kid treats as well as fresh fruit to enjoy after her main course which is nice because both of us have Special meals due to allergy issues and I’ve noticed that if a child has a Special meal than all the sweet “treats” and snacks have been removed, much to her extreme disappointment.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

So far this trip all of her flight meals have looked more like adult meals than kid ones so Kiwi Daughter hasn’t found any of them particularly appetising until now.

The gent in the centre row continues to snore loudly for most of the flight home, so I watch movies rather than frustrate myself trying to unsuccessfully sleep though the noise. The flight attendant raises her hands apologetically, it seems that it’s luck of the draw, you pay Business Class prices to be able to sleep, and therefore you get to sleep on,  apparently even if that means keeping your fellow passengers awake.

If I had paid this ticket out of my own pocket and needed to sleep on the flight, say for an important meeting  after landing then I probably would have gone and woken the man and politely told him that his snoring was disturbing other  passengers but since Himself and the kids were sleeping soundly I let it go as not to make any disturbance. Truth is,  I don’t know if it would be my business to wake up this passenger or not?

In spite of the snoring gent, this is still a very comfortable way to travel, but to be honest if  this was a ticket I’d have to pay for myself and if I were to add to up the cost of a family of four flying Business Class to New Zealand and back then my conscience would be heavy.

That kind of cash could easily feed the more than one hundred kids at the Kiribati School for the Disabled  with one warm meal a day for more than a year ….so whilst this is a lovely one-time perk,  flying Business is too serious a business for my conscience.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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