Saturday, March 26, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
I've never flown business class quite like this. Every passenger has his or her own little pod, complete with a bedside table and refreshment stand. The movie screens are about as big as you could want, and when you get tired of sitting, reclining or sleeping, you can stroll back to the bar. First class on the same plane offers "suites," which are bigger and even more enclosed, but a whole helluva lot more expensive. (I was curious to see, as I walked by them, whether they were big enough for two people -- honeymoon suites, as it were. I'd say, no. But I imagine some passengers have tested the concept.) In either class, by the end of the flight, you're sort of reluctant to leave your cocoon. I flew back to Paris on a 777, which had similar decor, but didn't have anything like the same luxury of space. No room for real pods.