My Entourage | Wednesday, August 01, 2007 |
Another plane, another 4,000 miles. We arrived back from a week's vacation in Thailand yesterday lunchtime and today, just after lunch I'm on a plane to Zurich wishing that it really was a case of lifestyles of the rich and shameless.
Today's flight is a BA 777. Flying economy I don't really rate the 'World's favourite airline', BA, but in business, they stomp all over the Queer and Nasty, Take Another Service australian carrier, QANTAS.
I'll happily admit that there's a degree of shallowness here as my favourtism of BA has more to do with the seats that fold completely flat than a sense of patriotism. Remember too, that the recent batch of planes ordered by the kangaroo carrier have, at least, in business class, the same style of seat. As an aside, I briefly checked the specifications of the new A380 plane and have decided not to purchase one as they're still not going to be able to my meet my 'swimming pool in the sky' requirements given that a cubic meter of water is rather heavy and you need a suprising amount to fill even a modest pool.
The BA planes have a curious top'n'tail seating arrangement where you're almost in a pod-like arrangement with alternating seating on the same row facing fore or aft compared to the more typical forward facing seats that Qantus seem to prefer. These pod's have a fold down fan arrangement that helps give the illusion of privacy and it's a much better layout than any of the other carriers that I've seen.
I don't seem to be getting a great deal of luck with the in-flight entertainment however. The selection on both legs of our trip to Thailand was dire and here there are multiple channels to choose from (I'd forgotten that planes even had conumual viewing) there's just not much on. Of the few things that I'd watch, some appear to be quite heavilty edited. Entourage, which I rather like, has been stripped down to a mere 22 minutes according to the listings and Im wondering what aspects of Vinnie Chase's budding career have been relegated to the ether. It's supposed to be the story of a actor who experiences increasing amounts of success in sparkling tinseltown and even on the presumably uncut versions on TV it all seems a little tame. Sure he spends a lot of time in bed, but otherwise there are whole areas of the Hollywood, at least according to thesuperficial.com, lifestlye that don't get a look-in.
I'm not however going to waste 22 minutes finding out what else he's missing.
