Oh, my. I have been so remiss in blogging about our Europe trip. I think I’m having a hard time figuring out where to start in talking about our adventures. So far I’m trying to break it down piece by piece.
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| Yummy plane food (weird statement, eh?) |
I love British Airways. BA is the airline we flew on our recent trip to Europe, and I was really impressed. Every seat had a personal TV with a wide selection of movies and music. The food was absolutely amazing, with dinner choices including chicken marsala and a vegetarian pasta dish. They served tea in little cups after every meal. The flight attendants all had endearing accents (one called Ian a “huffalump” and asked to hold him). Previously my only overseas flight experience had been in first class, but BA made me feel like I was in first class this time with all the amenities. On the way home, Ian even received a Paddington Bear-style suitcase with crayons, stickers, and coloring pages.
Yes, all of that is well and good, but let’s be honest here about the real reason I love British Airways.
The chocolate.
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| So glad we bought an extra seat for Ian… |
You see, we signed Ian up for the child-friendly meal options, which included things like fruit, chicken fingers, and mac and cheese. When the crew noticed that Ian is still a baby, they also brought us an organic fruit and yogurt mix. However, since the meals were generally intended for older children, they also included a yummy dessert consisting of various forms of British chocolate. And since Ian is a tad young for candy, Mommy and Daddy got to enjoy it. Oh, yes. Chocolate bars, Cadbury buttons, a treasure trove of awesomeness.
British Airways wasn’t perfect. They kept the lights too bright and the temperature too warm on the flight over there, which pretty much ruined Ian’s shot at a good night’s sleep. And the London-Vienna flights were just bare-boned commuter flights where they served egg sandwiches (um, yay?). The flight attendants on that flight were confused by the fact that we had Ian in his own car seat.
Another downside to British Airways is that most flights go through Heathrow, which was not a pleasant airport. Embarking and disembarking for all our flights involved making several loops around the airport on a bus, and as we went through security we had to open and taste Ian’s milk and baby food (nope, not in the lawsuit-happy U.S. any more!). However, the Heathrow experience was somewhat sweetened by the Boots pharmacy, which had a terrific selection of organic baby food and whole milk.
But overall, our BA experience was lovely. As most of you know, flying is, er, not my favorite thing in the world, but British Airways made it fun.
I’ve never flown BA but your flight over sounds much more pleasant than ours. Nothing to do with the airline (Northwest), more to do with an 8 hour flight and severe nerves and insomnia. Ick. But Europe was totally worth the misery!