Coming back to the states after a brief trip to England, I realized I had made some sort of a clerical error in how many upgrades I had left. Turns out I had 1, not 3. I'm usually pretty good with those things... and I hadn't even been drinking when I booked the tickets. So the choice to be made: fly business class on a day flight from London to New York, or an overnight from LA to Tokyo. HMMMMMM.
So here I sit in the back of the bus: cattle class as it's called. And I now realize why people don't travel more. This SUCKS. The seats are too narrow even for a small guy like me, the food is awful, the people smell, the video selection is about as enlightened as MTV, and my knees hurt. I suppose this is the best way to come into NYC though: tired, miserable, and sore - I'll fit right in.
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