Red Carpet Club

Well, here I am in the SFO Domestic Red Carpet Club waiting for my flight to JFK where I will connect to LHR.
It’s exciting. I packed for most of last night because on this trip, I had to bring a sleeping bag (crashing in friend’s studio in London) and because of the awful exchange rate, I thought it prudent to bring what I need. Unlike my trips to Asia, I can’t just buy what I forgot out of forgetfulness because, unlike Asia, stuff in Europe is hella pricey.
And that exchange rate thingie too.
Some of my friends have asked why I’m obsessive with mileage points. One of the perks of Premier Exec is that you can use any Star Alliance lounge if you have an international ticket.
That means mediocre coffee, snacks and sodas free, a place to set up the PowerBook and wi-fi. Some people may not agree, but this helps me relax. The international Red Carpet Clubs also have showers, a godsend after flying overseas.
Well, next entry comes when I’m on the other side of the pond…