San Francisco
I’ve made it to my hotel in San Francisco. The flight was good, long, but good.
There was surprisingly little fanfare in New York when we left. The captain did mention that this was their inaugural flight. That all changed when we landed in San Francisco. We were met by firetrucks who saluted us by spraying down the aircraft. That’s a very cool thing to have happen. It happens when pilots retire and when a new airline launches service to a city. This was San Francisco’s way of welcoming JetBlue to the city. We deplaned amid much fanfare. There were cameras everywhere as well as balloons, jetBlue employees, city and airport officials. They even had a Jet Blue cake.
The shuttle ride from the airport kind of sucked. Eh. It was much cheaper than a cab. Now I’m going to wonder around the city a bit before meeting up with another Pug Villager for dinner.
UPDATE: When I got to the hotel, I was in the elevator on my way to the room. A pilot from United Airlines looked at me and noticed the tags on my luggage. He commented that Jet Blue hadn’t lost my luggage. I politely explained that I fly Jet Blue a lot and have never had a bad experience with them. He kind of rolled his eyes, the pompus arrogant overpaid bastard. Fortunately for him, the elevator stopped at my floor before I had the opportunity to explain why I won’t fly his airline. They fly San Francisco to Portland non-stop, and I took Alaska Airlines over them for a reason.
NICE flying menu you packed.
I knew that fireboats in harbors make great spray plumes of water to greet liners on their first trip into port but had no idea it was done for airliners as well.
Enjoy SF!
Posted by designerblog on 05/03 at 07:25 PM
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