If nothing else, I would not mind getting my hands on a few boxes of those little bottles of liquor. Maybe a few packs of peanuts, too.
Yeah, it has been a while since you flew. They haven't offered peanuts for maybe decades. Last time I flew I think was out of Portland ME to Memphis and back. Decent flight but cramped seats and basically zero amenities. I think the "choices" were 4 miniature pretzels or one generic cookie. Quite a few years before that, I had flown in to visit my folks around their birthdays and got to their house around 8-9pm. My mum, as mums do, asked was I hungry, or "was I on a dinner flight." I laughed at the the time and told her they haven't done dinner flights for a long time and she wouldn't recognize the flights now from back when she would go to England a time or so a year. Old pictures of food servings in coach class look imaginary. From real food served on plates to stale pretzels and room to take a nap to hunched over with you seat "in a completely upright position" - yeppers, real progress.
The onlly time I ever flew on an international flight was when I got out of the navy. I flew from Japan to somewhere in Alaska and then to Oakland, CA. If I remember right, I got to Oakland about an hour before I left Japan. And the last time I flew, it was on a free trip my ex wife won in a contest where she worked for the local cable company. She won a trip to San Francisco and a hotel room along with tickets to some big wrestling event at the Cow Palace. So we went and stayed in the same hotel as the wrestling people. We were in an elevator with Hulk Hogan and Ric Flair once that day. Then we went to the pre event party at the Cow Palace but left early and drove down to Monterey in the rental car. Man, there's nothing I'd not give to have one of those homes on that scenic coastal drive in Monterey. I remember that nearly every other one had a for sale sign in the yard. Each would have cost millions I guess.
