And there I was in Vancouver, Canada, former home to the infamous winger Todd Bertuzzi. The Canucks is what comes to mind when I think of British Columbia.
Unfortunately, today would not be the day that my ignorance of what Vancouver has to offer would be changed. We were only in Vancouver to drop off passengers, swap crew, and refuel. This detour was great because the champagne continued to flow.
Before taking off, the pilot informed us that the flight would be slightly longer than normal due to strong head winds. The longer the better I thought to myself.
Rested from the first leg and relieved that I did not have to spend more time taking pics of the amenity kit and the seat, I looked forward to a peaceful flight.
Here’s how I spent my time:
First, I had to finish the rest of Home Alone. Then I dove into War Dogs followed by a couple episodes of Veep.
Eat and Drink
Not to sound redundant, but damn how great is Krug?
Unlike my timid food selection on the first leg, this time I went all out and tried everything.
13.5 hours is a long time and the bed was too comfortable not to get in some quality zzz.
A couple who I am sure are great people, lovely people, decided to bring their offspring into first class. For hours nonstop, the little heathens voiced their excitement for flying Cathay first by crying out. Bose headphones and mental toughness kept the flight enjoyable. Babies cry. That’s what they do. Obsessing over this fact would have been pointless.
I booked this flight way back in March before AA’s devaluation for 67,500 miles. And now, sadly, it was over. I’m not sure the next time I will fly Cathay first but at least I was able to experience it three times– HKG-ORD, JFK-YVR, and YVR-HKG.