As I give my boarding pass to the flight attendant before boarding, she says something. I lean over to show her my visa, dreading having to justify my Malaysian passport again and proving that I have the paperwork I need. Instead she tells me I have been upgraded to business class. I ask “Are you joking? Because that’s mean.”
I am in shock as she reassures me she is not joking, and it’s my lucky day. She rips up my economy boarding pass and gives me a new one that says “business”. I guess the airlines noticed I was a solo traveler who just got off a 14 hour flight!
It’s always been a life dream to fly business class, but given that airlines rarely upgrade people anymore, and I am too poor /cheap to even consider it, I had given up on my dreams of flatbeds and free champagne.
It is amazing from the time I climb up the stairs on the blazing hot tarmac in Abu Dhabi to the moment I step on board. The flight attended introduces herself and immediately offers me an overwhelming choice of water, fresh orange juice , lemon and mint juice or champagne.
Despite telling myself to “be cool and look rich” the look on my face when I ask for Champagne (guys, it’s real champagne from Champagne in France, not Jacobs Creek Sparkling that I usually have to pay for on Jetstar!) definitely gives me away. I look like I have won the lottery. I spend the next 5 hour 15 minutes making the most of my good luck.
Soon I am sitting in my business class seat and attempting to look cool when I am secretly planning to make every minute of the flight worth it.
I spend most of my flight eating (naturally), drinking, (I had matching wines with my 3 course meal!) and looking around in disbelief. If you have ever seen The Hunger Games movies or read the books, I feel the same as Katniss when she first goes to the Capital and realizes how much better they have it compared to District 12. I know it’s better, but I didn’t realize how much better.
Economy will never be the same again.
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