Then: Friendly Skies Now: Jet Blues

Then: Friendly Skies

Now:  Jet Blues

I remember my very first plane ride, back in the day when PSA (Pacific Southwest Airlines) was in business.  A smiling stewardess dressed like a “Go-Go” girl handed my sister and me pins announcing to the world that it was in fact our very first flight.

Once seated, we were given soft pillows and were told to please ask if we needed anything else. Soon after take-off, our parents lit up their cigarettes and were served cocktails, which they did have to pay for, but everything else was free.  From the movie to the meal to the peanuts.  And it really all did come with a smile.

Now, how things have changed.  I know some of these changes are necessary.  I don’t mind all the post 9/11 security.  In fact, I welcome that.  I wish we could still greet our friends and family at the gate, but I’ve learned to live with these new rules.
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It’s all the other “consumer unfriendly – more costly” changes that have me ticked off.

First, we now have to pay for our luggage.  Unless of course you just take a carry-on bag.  But what woman is going to anywhere without her face creams and hair products? And those cannot be carried on board.

So, when I flew to Hawaii for my daughter’s wedding, it cost me twenty dollars for my first bag and would have cost an additional thirty dollars if I took a second one.  Which seems backwards to me.  And if I carried one larger suitcase it would have weighed too and been oversized and that would have cost extra.  It’s a no-win situation.

Once in my seat, I sat back and relaxed, knowing that my luggage was safe in the baggage quarters.  Hopefully.

After I finally got a cocktail, during which transaction a serious faced flight attendant  asked for a credit card (what happened to Cash is King?), I flipped through those exciting magazines, knowing that soon we would be offered a movie.

“Sure,” I said.  “I’d love some headphones.”

“Five dollars, please.”  The flight attendant held out her hand

Right.  I decided to just watch and lip read.

After all, the meal would be served shortly.  What?  Of course, how I could have forgotten?  We now had to pay for an exciting box lunch consisting of processed turkey on a huge white bun, two cookies and chips.  Or I could have bought the chips alone at three dollars a can, which boils down to about ten cents a chip.

Money better spent on a glass of champagne or two, because after all this was celebration.  And how often do we get to celebrate our daughter getting married?  Oh right. In my case, it was the second time around, but that’s a story for another day.

So, I sipped my drink, looked out window at the clouds and remembered the good old days when soaring through the air really was a friendly experience.