traveling economy class

Aside from your own entertainment system, the food is one of the main highlights of the flight—-something I always look forward to. The last year’s flight, we had Scandinavian fare, so it was usually potatoes, meat, breads, cheeses prepared in different ways. Ghoulish goulash and European blandness.

This year’s was quite disappointing. I’d been craving for something foreign, but the flight’s theme was Cantonese. The meats were good but predictable. My only consolation was eating with chopsticks.

And having the liberty to gulp down drinks from apple cider to white wine, served up by the large, blond-and-blue-eyed flight attendant in KLM cornflower blue.

And oh, also the breakfast of yogurts, bagels, croissants, kiwi, peaches, bittersweet juice, tea heavily creamed, which were always Dutch and European, no matter what the theme.

And the unlimited chocolate one can grab on the way to the toilet and back, I had better done it frequently! When I traveled with Minmin, Malou, Jai, Frances, Dedric and Rachelle, we were the youngest aboard the plane and the flight attendants were amused of us. They even specially brought trays of chocolate to our seats.

Quite a lot of consolations there, actually.

Pardon our ignorance, but we thought, if this was just economy class, how would it be like to travel business / elite? “Basi gina hungitan na gid na sila ya (they must be spoon-fed by flight attendants),” Manang Minmin assumed.