flying

The last trip back to Macau, we went by chartered jet instead of the commercial because it was too late to get tickets and it’d be foolish to pay for first class. Not sure why but Jetquay along with most of the private jets had shifted to the CIP terminal which is together with the rest of the terminals instead of being at the old Seletar Airport. And getting to the CIP was a journey itself, the terminal being so tucked away in the middle of nowhere.

The service provided by the ground staff was excellent as usual, as were the f&b. I stuffed myself silly with all the sugar cookies again and, for the umpteen time, attempted understand why they always serve cheap instant noodles.

It is always good to fly private/chartered because no one (absolutely NO ONE) will bother you with all the standard ‘airline’ advisories. And the f&b is always so much better. But for one thing…smoking is allowed and I’m a non-smoker!

Lots more photos but I can’t post them up here. It’s all on Facebook.

We had lots of fun selecting tidbits and fresh fruits before getting the fluffy pillows, blankets and warm slippers. And then while some folks slept, I was happily surfing the net.