Holiday Time!
Hello from Yorkshire, England! The last few days of the holiday are passing me by. We have had glorious weather for our stay here, the hottest week on record for the end of September and the start of October. However, I am now a little sick of waking up with a headache and a stuffy face and my silent prayers have been answered with rain. Hurrah!
We have gone to the Dales and to Hawes for cheese, wandered around York City and visited the Minster again, toddled off to Castle Howard and spent time wandering around in the sunshine and today we went on a boat trip on the Ouse. The main purpose of the trip back to Yorkshire was for my Dad’s 60th Birthday which was a complete success. Mum’s Birthday was the day before and we celebrated them both at the same time in the restaurant Plunkets and surprised them both with some cakes made by my best friend’s Mum! They were amazing cakes but the one that I had taken the picture of was Dad’s amazing cake depicting The Van.
It’s coming up to the end of our holiday here and tomorrow we leave fairly early in the morning or a slow jaunt across the country to North Wales where we will potter around until our ferry at 2130. Premium tickets will come in handy on this particular crossing as I’d imagine there will be a few young families on the evening ferry. The Stena Plus lounge will be a bastion of calm.
We will be staying with Claire and David before heading back down south on Tuesday morning to pick up a very special delivery.
Oh, by the way, I bought a new car.
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International Travel
I’m blessed with the fact my nearest airport is possibly the cleanest, pleasantest and down-right all round friendliest airport in the world. I dare you to find better than Cork.
As such it makes any form of travel completely stess free. Cork is a new building – I don’t know what it was like in the old terminal building. Though it is still standing it must still serve a purpose. The car park is close to the main building too, so I don’t have to worry about my car being miles from any where. It’s never crowded though I am sure it’s more to do with the fact it’s local and not a massive international. But what it does, Cork seems to do right.
Even the customs staff there are always polite and smiling.
So here I am in Terminal 3 at Heathrow. I’m flying out to North Carolina today so this isn’t my last stop. I have the joy of New York’s JFK for a few hours. I have been there before and I remember a large airy building but a lot of grumpy “I don’t want to be here” people. With the exception of a few surprisingly funny and pleasant people.
I’ve just flown from Cork on Aer Lingus. Who, in my opinion, are the best short haul airline out there. Please note that I said best, not cheapest or fastest, or has the most destinations. The best. The “all-rounders”. I have flown Easy Jet, Ryan Air and Aer Lingus and the latter were by far the most friendliest, most efficient, and the one thing that tops the list? They allocate seating. The other two as I recall – don’t. So where you should be hopping onto a flight for a short quick, easy and pain free journey to the next country along in your little “union” you end up running like mad men towards to the plane (who, if it was a person would be quivering in fear and hiding under it’s newspaper).You charge on with little regard for those around you just so you don’t get stuck next to the reject that reminds you of the front row freak back in school. Stress before you have even sat down, which is something I don’t want.
Then there are the attendants. There to make your life more comfortable and easier on this short flight. When they announce the safety instructions or talk you would like some semblance of understanding between the two parties. Not some strange mish-mash of eastern European, Gaelic and something that could have been English (this was on a Cork – Gatwick flight on another airline). No, I don’t expect everyone to speak English. I’m not American. However, even if it is a series of grunts at least I could understand the gestures. I know at least one that is universal for “toilet”.
But now I am excited because I am waiting for my flight to JFK (the longest section of my trip) and it’s a good’un. I’m flying Virgin Atlantic and I can’t wait.
I’ve flown with them twice, both times to and from New York, and I’m flying with them again next year to San Francisco and L.A. They are in my humblest of opinions, in my Economy Class of opinions the best airline out there and I urge you all to at least fly them once.
Sure they have probably their fair share of complaints and accidents and problems. They cancelled one of my flights once but I was put straight onto the next available flight just an hour after my original one should have left.
I’ve flown on a packed plane and a half empty one, I’ve flown with them during the day and over night. Each time the attendants were helpful, friendly and above all (regardless of their nationality) I could understand them.
The food I have heard, has had it’s moments – at the same time you have to remember you’re flying. You’re not going to get anything more than a freeze-dried, shrink wrapped version of a sausage in a past life. Which you then have to stab to death (again) with a plastic implement that was once modeled on a knife, or fork or spoon depending on what they allow you to have on board this week. That’s what everyone gets. You’re hurtling towards your destination at 600mph in a sealed tube. Expect it!
The TV in the back of the seat in front of you, the control unit, the welcome from Check In to landing all are so much more than anything I have seen or experienced on long haul and short haul. I found myself in Gatwick once, looking longingly at the Virgin Atlantic attendants as I stood waiting for the one scabby looking Ryan Air desk to open. It was a sad and depressing day.
On the one hand I want every air line to be exactly like Virgin Atlantic. But at the same time I don’t. Virgin Atlantic have it in the bag because they are the only one’s that do what they do. And do it well. You feel infinitely cooler knowing that you have a Virgin Atlantic ticket, and you can grin at the poor people checking in to other air lines.
Thank you Mr. Branson. Once again you’ve done it right. I’m currently saving up for Virgin Galactic. So, give me a few decades and I’ll be happy customer up there too!
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