The flight home from Los Angeles yesterday was awful.
I know I say that a lot, but usually I'm exaggerating. A little. This time I am not exaggerating at all. The sights. The sounds. THE SMELLS! Not to mention the crazy-ass bitch next to me who did not comprehend the concept of "personal space." It all added up to an epic disaster in travel history that I'm trying to forget.
Until I realize that things could always have been worse.
Which is why I simply MUST get my new airline started. It's the only way I can guarantee that all my flight experiences will be pleasant ones...
Except starting up an airline would require billions of dollars.
I don't have billions of dollars.
Which means I've had to go this route instead...
It's almost as good.
Assuming I only want to travel from one side of my living room to the other.
Which means I've had to come up with alternate travel plans for my flight to Florida tomorrow.
Darn it anyway.
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I wish you had billions of dollars because if you did, I’d totally ride daveAir all of the time. Um, does that sound dirty? It’s too early to tell. 🙂
See you tonight!
Cute! So does your airline serve (packing)peanuts?
I am glad we werent your Flight Attendants! Was it the airline or the passengers?
Don’t forget the giant slingshot you’ll need to launch your boxplane.
I would pay to fly Dave Airlines. My worst flight was a ATL-SLC leg enroute to PSP. Big oversold Delta flight where I got stuck in the back….where at 250 pounds I was the smallest person in my row. At least I fit in my seat, which is more than I can say about the woman who sat [s]next to[/s]on top of me. I was so scrunched I couldn’t even sit upright in my seat, instead being pushed towards the window. I kept trying to text my boss up in the first class cabin to dose me with the drugs I knew he had, to no avail. I enjoyed my time in “the box” during training at Air Force Survival/Resistance School. I had a thick band of sweaty clothes from my shin up my entire side from where the behemoth of a flying whale was pressed up against me. If I didn’t have an important business meeting the next morning I’d have bolted fromt he plane.
I think all it takes to start up an airline now is a big silver tarp and some helium.
A pilot’s licence and plane rental are a lot cheaper than starting an airline. And probably more convenient, too. Of course, it probably wouldn’t help with all the long distance travel you do.
Your DaveAir box gives me another idea, though. Create a climate controlled shipping container and just ship yourself where you need to go!
As long as I could transfer my SkyMiles to DaveAir, I’d fly every single time.
Hey, could I send my resume? I can fly boxes…
I’m still holding my breath waiting for teleportation technology to become a reality and not just a Star Trek thing.