On some days, the stars just line up perfectly. So perfectly that I become reluctant to touch or perturb anything. This day I was on a roll. “Just keep quiet and try not to attract attention” was my mantra at London’s Heathrow Airport.
It all started with Virgin Atlantic’s winter sale. Upper class was going for close to coach fares from New York to London and return. I don’t have a lot of transoceanic travel experience by most measures, but I have some. And I still think it is a thrill. I haven’t crossed the Atlantic on Singapore Airlines or Emirates (often said to be excellent), but I have experienced Virgin’s upper class and found it to be fabulous.
