Posh "Red-Carpet"

I had no idea that the first class people got treated so well. I've always been a poor, young, "second-class" citizen, but on this ride home, I was the "guest" of a million-mile-member. In Narita, Japan, there's this huge lounge with wireless, desks, and an open bar. They had big beer mugs in a freezer and beer on tap, as well as an open bar and espresso machine. Since I had a 4 hour layover and have a bunch of stuff to do, I got "to-work" and had a few beers, irish coffee and some wine. That made the red-eye to Honolulu go really well - I actually slept in coach. My neck was killing me in the morning, but at least I was somewhat consious for customs.