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Delta #1972

From: Atlanta (ATL)

To: O'Hare (ORD)

Date and time: Wednesday, March 4 - 4:50 p.m. (Eastern)

Gate: A32

Gate/Pilot Announcements: I missed all the lead-up to this flight while downing two enormous glasses of white wine at "A-Bar" a few gates away. Our presentation wrapped up late, leaving me no choice but to pay Delta a $50 rebooking fee to take a later flight. And thus I had plenty of time to kill.

Takeoff: Smooth, although the stench of my neighbors' Krystal burgers and fries marred the experience.

Flight Attendant Service: Good. My attendant didn't bat an eye when I paid for my bourbon-and-diet with a United Visa card.

Food: Unknown, although I will say this - Delta serves Woodford Reserve (an overrated Kentucky bourbon) in little 50ml glass bottles. Classy.

In-flight Entertainment: Limited - although I did enjoy observing the dynamic between my two older gay (and Krystal-lovin') Southern neighbors. (Yes, the same.) They passed the time gossiping and sharing a copy of Men's Health. And drinking double Absolut-Cokes.

Turbulence: Minimal - the weather between Atlanta and Chicago seemed beautiful. You can't often see the ground during most of the flight, but during this flight . . . there it was. Right. Down. There.

Passengers: See "In-flight Entertainment."

Landing: Like a hot knife through butter.

Notes: Delta offers in-flight Wi-Fi, which allowed me to spend the flight checking and returning e-mail for work. (Rather than reading Chasing Ghosts, a mediocre replacement for the copy of Rats, Lice and History that I misplaced at LaGuardia earlier in the week.) But I'm new to the in-flight Internet idea . . . are there limits? Apart from good taste? For example, what about Skype? Can I join a Webex, turn on my microphone and speakers and host a virtual conference call from seat 42A?

Overall rating: Two miniature bottles of booze.

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More than a million flights go in and out of Chicago's airports every year. We intend to review them all.

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Previously:
* Southwest #1189: Cheap red wine and non-honey roasted peanuts.

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Comments and submissions welcome.



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Posted on March 8, 2010


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