Aside from death and taxes, there’s one more thing in life you can pretty much guarantee – if you ask people on the internet what their gripes are about a particular subject, they will answer. A lot. Such was the case when I came across the following question on reddit not long ago:
Airplane food is nothing like it was in days gone by, but it’s still something we (kinda sorta, sometimes) enjoy. Maybe it’s because it’s a welcome break while spending hours on the plane, or because it’s food you won’t find on land (and most of the time that’s probably a good thing), but whether it’s something from the snack cart or a full meal with real silverware in first class, it’s still something people generally look forward to, even when you know it’s usually not going to be very good. I guess that’s why the website that can tell you what will be served on your flight is so popular.
On the rare occasions that Joe and I fly business or first class, we almost always take a picture of the meal. We’ve been doing it for much longer than we’ve had this blog – usually just for the memory of what we ate. A lot of people were apparently doing the same thing, so Henry Wu, originally from Chicago, took that one step further and started an Instagram site devoted entirely to what’s served at 35,000 feet.
Imagine flying somewhere and getting settled in your assigned seat. You’re all ready to do some stuff for work, or maybe read a book, or watch a movie, or maybe you just plan on sleeping. And once you hit 35,000 feet, all of a sudden, surprise!, a concert starts on the plane.
So I have this friend on Facebook – his name is Mark. And Mark recently posted a story about what happened to him on a plane not all that long ago. It was so funny that I just had to ask permission to repost it here. Fortunately, he said yes! 🙂
I had written a while back that we had gotten tickets for the Pan Am Experience, an event where you relive the magic of flying onboard a luxurious Pan Am 747, complete with full meal service. We had made the reservation back in May (it’s very limited seating on a first-come, first-served basis. I’m usually really good at snagging those) and, truth be told, part of our vacation to the southwest was planned around attending the event. Well, that and seeing Hamilton (for the 5th time. Don’t hate me). It was a LONG 6 months, but October 21 finally rolled around and we were on our way!