...because my wife and I had a nice vacation. We experienced first class...luck of the draw...us and several other couples...seats were open, charter, so that's what they did. Drew names out of a hat. I'm thinking, okay, leg room...great. We're fifteen minutes into the flight and the attendant notices my wife reaching for our carry-on, snacks inside. Put your snacks away, he says, we'll be bringing you out all kinds of food. So that's what she did and they did...brought out cheese and crackers, real butter knife to cut the cheese, real plates...then, they bring out a steak sandwich and a salad, garlic bread to go w/it. We said we'd share one...wife ate the salad, I had the sandwich...then...dessert...cake on a plate...layered cake. Yum. A bit later he's passing by with these little white wash-clothes...hot, damp...so you can mop your forehead after eating...scrub your armpits. Pat your wrists? I've no idea what real first class passengers do. A bit later he's in the aisle again, this time with a couple bottles of wine. Passed on the wine...but on the flight home, since the drinks were free, I had a few beers...managed to catch up on some reading...and we only bounced twice, maybe three times, landing. I hate when that happens.
My daughter and I got "bumped" up to Business World Class on a flight from England back to the states several years ago.....Holy Cow. Similar experience - loved those hot wash cloths! Last time I flew (back from the Kon), my sister and I were squished in the back two seats, opposite the bathroom, sucking in engine fumes, feet freezing from the air conditioning, trying not to throw up.........