|British Airways Business class lounge, JFK|
|The swishy bar in the first class lounge|
|Biz class was very spacious|
|In the “elite” dine before you fly, a hot and cold buffet. Some tasty tidbits, but it was also a little hit and miss.|
|BA First Class Lounge; quiet, but nothing to write home about|
|Wines included Krug Grande Cuvee, a prohibitively good 2008 Girardin Puligny-Montrachet, and an interesting Lynch Bages Pauillac. Dinner was a selection of “American” food (gravlax or salad or soup, then steak or pasta) or Asian influenced dishes such as conch, vegetarian duck and stir-fried seafood.|
They came around with water and Krug and warm almonds straight off. It was a gorgeous night to leave JFK (or Kennedy, as they now call it), with all the lights of the metropolitan area and Long Island brightening up the shore. Surprisingly, we left the gate on time and we taxied promptly and there was no waiting on the runway. That said, it was 10 p.m. and not too many flights were scheduled afterward. Since the flight goes JFK-YVR-HKG, a lot of the passengers put on their pajamas right away. SS and I had the intention to try and stay awake as long as possible…
|Bedding and duvet on the extra seat. Screen pivots out. Console is a closet. Decent privacy blind.|
|SS settles in.|
|Nice pair of pajamas and slippers to lounge in|
Shortly after takeoff they took our food orders. SS had the smoked salmon, I had the salad, we both had the steak. The air hostess says to me “How would you like your steak done?” Seriously. That’s what she said! I said medium rare. What a strange question on a plane? I had a dog of a steak on Air Canada flying to South America, and SS had a dog of a steak on LAN flying back, so expectations were low.
|Giant shrimp Caesar Salad with basket of warm breads. Below: Steak. It was, I hate to say, perfect, cut like butter and on a very tasty jus.|
|Skipped the cheese course, but the raspberry yoghurt cake on raspberry coulis, with a nice pot of chamomile tea, hit the spot.|
I watched movies for as long as I could then flattened the seat and dozed off. The noise reducing head phones were good, although not as good as the real thing (i.e., Bose). The staff asked a couple of times if they could make my bed up, but I decided to just stretch out without the mattress. Fully flat, but with just a tiny, perfect pitch up on the head. Very comfortable even without the bedding. Woke up around midnight local time as the captain announced the YVR landing. Bathrooms are “touched up” after every use it seems so even after five hours it was spotless. Clear night, glittering lights of the Lower Mainland through my three windows (!), soared over the North Shore, turned, landed from the west. Hassle free. I would call service extremely efficient and organized but not as warm or friendly as Singapore, Thai or Asiana.
We landed a little early, they had exit gates open for economy and the front end, our “priority” luggage actually came through first, and quickly, coupled with Nexus through Customs, we were the first in line for a cab, and home by 1:15 AM PDT. Saturday night in Vancouver didn’t bear any resemblance to Buenos Aires! Good trip.