Flight fun

Aug 26th, 2009

The flight from San Fran to Germany was a doozy. Ten hours spent in the second in from the aisle, two rows from the very back of a 747 Boeing, with two full grown men on either side of me made it very interesting to attempt to sleep. Half of the time I spent with my head strained to one side or the other, pulling on neck muscles I didn’t know I had. But the man on the aisle seat was very gracious when I had to get up and was willing to accommodate my bathroom trips. I realized for the first time on this flight the beauty of the German language, the superior service of Lufthansa, and the simple joy of a childhood memory.

The German language is something that I am now amazed by. Because Lufthansa is a German airline, everything in the airplane was printed in German and English. All of the flight attendants spoke in both German and English throughout the flight, as did the captain. And many of the passengers I shared the airplane with were from Germany. So ‘danka’, ‘bitte’, ‘nein’ and ‘da’ seemed to be all around me in a glorious harmony of a language I used think was harsh and nasally. Now, however, a new appreciation is realized and once again, the desire to learn a few more languages is ignited. 

Lufthansa... I cannot say enough good things. A few friends had told me how much they loved the airline before I left the states, but I was ready to decide for myself. When I sat down I was immediately in love with the size of the seats. They seemed to recline back further and be softer than other chairs. The service that I recieved from the flight attendants was wonderful and they were very kind. 

While on the flight, the tv was on. I really didn’t pay attention to it much except that I looked up to see a Walt Disney intro coming on. I was interested and then became very excited as I saw an old Pluto cartoon coming on. The one is where Pluto and the seal make friends after the seal helps Pluto get away from the octopus. Its a very short film, but it is something I watched when I was a kid. My siblings, cousins and I used to watch Mickey Mouse cartoons for hours as children. Something as simple as a ten minute cartoon reminded me of home, brought a smile to my face, and once again, reminded me that I am under the shelter of His wing.