Flying jumbo across the atlantic

I officially just got back from one of the most cool/amazing/spectacular trips I have ever been on. I can't even begin to describe what all I saw and experienced, but I could start with the flight. Oh, how much I love it... and hate it the next minute.

So we arrived to Chicago, stayed the night in a hotel, and woke up and drove to the airport. While waiting in line to check in our baggage, we had a talk with some Irish men who had been stuck in America for an extra 8 days because of the whole volcano and ash crisis. It was kinda crazy and my family and I were reeeally lucky that it cleared up just in time for our original flight plan. Anywho, this was all a ritual. I mean, no, I don't go to Ireland all the time and go to Chicago airports to chill with some Irish men, but I mean when we all fly places it usually goes along these lines. Well, when the flight came around, things were a liiiittle different.

For starters, it was a jumbo plane. Who gets to ride on jumbo planes when they fly places? Or should I ask, who gets to go far, far away a lot? Well clearly not me, cause it was all new. There were 7 or 8 seats in each row, and twice the amount of people. Now, I haven't been on a regular plane in a looong time, so I don't remember if they have movies or not, but this plane had little movie screens in every seat. It was SO COOL.

But what's even more cool than the little touch screens? What they have to entertain you! So much, so so so much.

There are movies, and not just any movies, really good ones. I had such a hard time choosing them, and not just cause they were really good, but because I also had other selections. Selections of telelvision shows, games, and so much more. Why did I even need my Ipod?

So yeah, the entertainment was bomb, and the coolest thing ever. But when it comes to the service... that was a little different story.

I can't tell you how many times the intercom lady or whatever kept cutting into our movies and making us have to start them over or whatever, because she had to let us know we were having beef noodles for dinner. Okay, I understand they need to make safety announcements and food announcements and more, but to do them every five minutes. It gets annoying.

Oh! And the whole bathroom situation. Suuuch a pain. As soon as the plane has a little turbulance... BAM. Seat belt sign ON. You can't get up, and you have to put on your seat belt. This was an on and off process the whole 8 hour flight, and I tell you not, every time they went on was when I needed to go to the bathroom. Such a pain!

There was a lot of pros and cons overall, but I guess a flight is a flight.