Mar 19, 2010
I fly so frequently that watching the movie Up in the Air felt like work. The other day I walked into a newly renovated part of the Miami airport and thought to myself, “Who moved the furniture?” I can sleep almost as comfortably in the Boston airport as my own bed. So I am not kidding when I say that I know the industry and appreciate it. I also have to admit that I accept free upgrades whenever offered. Having said that, I do hope this column is read by my friends at American Airlines.
After the initial shock of losing the commercial use of the international airport in Port au Prince, good news abounds. We are now connected by direct American Eagle flights to Santo Domingo and Santiago in the Dominican Republic as well as San Juan, Puerto Rico. On my next return to Haiti, I am flying from Santo Domingo to Port au Prince via San Juan just for the sheer joy of being part of this new link between my second birth country and my first. It is also a hundred dollars cheaper. I applaud American for not only bouncing back, but doing it with gusto.
Too often we complain about the airline industry’s performance. That is because the majority of us only experience air travel intermittently, mostly for vacations and only on the heaviest travel days. Stuck one Thanksgiving in Chicago, the occasional traveler will tell that story for a lifetime. On the other hand, get flown out of a rioting country by a plane which waited for you on the tarmac while tires burned all around the capital city and you will become a fan for life, regardless of the intermittent delays. I am one such fan.
Although less dramatic, I have also never forgotten the mature American Airlines flight attendant who asked me if I would like to move to another seat on a flight to JFK. A bit incredulous, I surveyed the people sitting around me, whom I had not noticed before becoming absorbed in my laptop, to see who had complained. I asked, “Is there a problem?” She smiled and said, “I noticed that you were trying to get some work done; I thought a bulkhead seat would be more comfortable.” I can picture her exact face to this day, but the voice I hear is purely angelic. How I dream that one of my kids may someday utter that phrase: “I noticed you were trying to get some work done.”