I don't know if you guys hammered the king of air travel enough.
1. Virgin America.
Leg room, leg room, leg room. A little funky for an old guy like me; the planes feel like a W hotel in the sky. But it's comfortable and very civil. I'm always happy to fly Virgin.
I enjoy flying premium planes. A lot. It suits my rich ass.
2. Delta. I fly a lot, and am on a Delta kick because I live in New York now, and LaGuardia is a big Delta airport. Because I fly Delta a lot, I get lots of free upgrades to business class, and the business class on Delta is far, far better than steerage. The wireless helps -- a lot. Most Delta flights have it.
In case you weren't aware, I live in New York now. Specifically Manhattan, not one of those poor people boroughs. Also, since I am a National writer SI pays for me to fly around the country. But while the SI T&E policy won't let me fly business class like I've come to expect, the people of Delta understand who I am and treat me accordingly unlike that c--- on the front desk of the hotel in Erie. If I haven't got you fired yet, I'm going to finish the job soon.
3. AirTran. Relatively cheap upgrades to first class, the way it should be. And wireless. Plus, I really like the Milwaukee airport, which is an AirTran hub, because of the Alterra Coffee bar
there. Milwaukee's just a much better hub too; not all the craziness of O'Hare.
I'm rich and can afford first class upgrades on any flight but it really grinds my gears when they want $400 for that.
4. Southwest. I love timeliness, efficiency and a good attitude. I do believe when "Up With People" went belly-up, all those happy-as-heck dancers and singers just changed uniforms and went to work for Southwest. However, I will never understand the loading groups.
Can you believe that Southwest doesn't have priority for individuals like myself? I'm supposed to show up early to get in line for a bulkhead seat?
5. Alaska. Good coffee. And all the Alaska people are darn happy too.
Seriously...good coffee. And free.
6. Cape Air. Never been on one of these little puddle jumpers in and around Massachusetts? Some of the truly great views in flying -- going low in and around Boston and Nantucket and Providence and Martha's Vineyard.
Yeah, I summer on the Vineyard.
7. United. I got to like Continental a lot over the years, living near Newark Airport, and now that United is Unitedtinental, it's still an OK airline. Had my share of weather issues
on United and Continental over the years, which isn't strange because of the Newark/Chicago/Denver hubs. Overall, my feeling of United now: meh.
I used to fly on these guys a lot so I had status. Now I don't fly on them as much cause I live in MANHATTAN and they don't respect me anymore with free upgrades. So f*** them.
8. JetBlue. I like the TVs in the seatbacks. If I were a TV-aholic, JetBlue would be much higher. But of all the airlines I've flown over the past few years, JetBlue has the highest percentage of full flights. And the compressed seats in coach on JetBlue are made only slightly more tolerable by being able to see SportsCenter three straight times.
Can you believe that people like to fly a generally new plane with a TV? And because of that they sell out frequently? And no first class for people of my status? What a horrendous airline.
9. Frontier. No feeling. In my four or five Frontier flights, I have zero opinion on its competency, other than it got me from point A to point B.
I got nothing.
10. American/USAirways. I think the highlight of my USAirways misery was flying in a middle seat in coach from an eastern airport (Philadelphia, I think) to Seattle three or four years ago. Felt like Chevy Chase in the Christmas Vacation movie, praying the chairman of USAirways would have to leave his cushy lair and come face all the angry passengers who would soon be laid up with bad backs because the airline made us all rats in a cage, unable to move in the cells they called airplane seats.
So there I was, Seattle just qualified for the playoffs with a 7-9 record and were hosting the Saints in the first round of the playoffs. The editors thought this was a great story and decided to send their National Football Writer, thats Me in case you forgot, to Seattle to cover this angle. Anyhow, a storm was bearing down on the east coast that week and my dumbass secretary decided to book me out of Philly so that I can get out to Seattle. Little does she tell me that all that was available was a F***ING MIDDLE SEAT IN COACH. And no first class upgrades. WTF? No one recognized me, no one realized that I was Peter King and offered at least a warm cookie from first class and a hot towel. I WILL END YOU AMERICAN!!