Helluva trip: It was a doozy, alright. But at least there were no troubles with security, baggage going lost, late or canceled flights, etc. But coming back, as I board the Atlanta-to-Tel Aviv flight, I discover that my seat (booked ages ago) is the last row on the plane, against a bulkhead (so you can’t lean back) and next to the smelly bathroom. I want to throttle my travel agent. So I ask one of the flight attendants if there is any chance to move me. “It is a full flight,” she says doubtfully, but she takes my boarding pass and heads off to see what she can do. Five minutes later she is back with a new seat assignment for me. I am ever so grateful, but as I walk back up the plane, I discover with shock that my new seat is in Business Elite. Unbelievable. They have a glass of champagne in my hand and a down pillow behind my head before I can even comprehend what has happened. Turns out that a Silver Medallion status actually means something! Best upgrade I’ve ever had (and particularly valuable on a 12-hour flight).
I get home to a happy and healthy doggy, and starkly arid landscape. It was still green when I left. Each year, I am shocked anew at how quickly we go from spring to summer. It seems to be in the blink of an eye.