Just landed in Vancouver. One could get used to traveling first class, it's pretty sweet. It's not so much the debauchery that goes on up here (what, you didn't know?) but that it's so civilized.
Soft lighting.
Seats that recline into a bed.
Room to put your feet up.
Personal space!
Sure the dancing, Impromptu key party, and the human sacrifice of the poor soul from economy who tried to use our bathroom were all also fun.
Now taking the Canada Line train into the city for a couple of hours.
