Sunday Morning Soliloquy - Musings of an Urbanite: Departing Chicago for Bangkok via Istanbul

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Departing Chicago for Bangkok via Istanbul


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I can never get enough of travel, it must be my gypsy heart.

Upon arrival at O'hare, I check in and head to the CIP Lounge (aka VIP lounge or Club Lounge). The lounge at O'hare was quite terrible, it was crowded, nearly every seat was filled as the lounge serves multiple airlines. I settled in and fixed the remaining issues regarding my mobile phone, downloading items onto my thumb drive and backing up some passwords.

Finally, it is boarding time. I run into a friend at the gate, Joe, this is a pleasant surprise, however, I never see him again. I board my flight and the Tukish flight attendants are enaged with each other or someone or something other than assisting passengers board. I wait at the door of the plane until someone arrives so I can be escorted or at least directed to my seat. It is a big plane, do I go left? Right? Straight? I am noticed and a lovely young lady points me in the right direction. I am seat 11A, a window seat.

My seat on turkish air


My seat is in business class on the newest fleet of Boeing 777's acquired by Turkish Airlines. The seats are more like "pods", each seat is more like a section entirely secluded from the person beside you, behind you or in front of you. This is great if you're traveling alone (like me), not so great if you are traveling with children. But then again, what is great about traveling with children?

Turkish Airlines at the airport

Turkish Airlines Business Class


I grow very excited once I stow my luggage and get situated. I begin to snap photos and tweet them to the world. The flight attendant brings me a glass of sparkling wine and I decide to glance at the movie selections for the flight. Up next is my favorite part....TAKE OFF!

self portrait on the plane

the mandatory window shot


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