First Class, Baby!

The flight to Buenos Aires from Atlanta was absolute luxury. I had worries with the buddy pass Megan scored for me because I was not looking forward to flying standby. A small hiccup sent us out of SF instead of Sacramento, but once in Atlanta, it was smooth sailing (er, um, flying). First class is all it's cracked up to be; champagne while boarding (actually, champagne any time you want!), three course meals with wine pairings, enough leg room for Yao Ming and my personal favorite, seats that recline nearly 180 degrees. I got the best sleep I've ever gotten on a plane before. I would never pay full price for first class, a $2,000 ticket one-way, but I will never feel the same about coach again!