Yes Virginia, business class really is that much better

So it's over. We got on the plane and came home...but like the Fighting Irish of Notre Dame taking the field on a brisk October Saturday afternoon, we 'played like champions today'.










The beauty of 'business class' you ask? 1) Your own check-in line so you don't contract lice from the 'huddled masses' in coach, 2) priority bag, so yours come out first when you get home, 3) the actual seat you have on the plane 4) 'Fastrack', so you don't have to wait in line for security, and 5) the most important one...the Red Carpet Club. Where food and drink are waiting for you when ever you feel like it. There is an open bar...and I don't mean 'open' as in 'hey go ask the bartender'...no friend, I mean 'open' as in 'anything you want is on the counter, go help yourself'.









Once while riding passed the site of the 'Battle of Waterloo' (just outside of Brussels) I asked a good friend "So Napoleon/French lost the Battle of Waterloo, who did they lose to?"..."uh, the Giants in 6. But Game 6 went 11 innings".

Sing me a song indeed Piano Man...and yes, mama does love Mango...