Learning from this past experience, I decided to book our trip to CA on JetBlue. Being a loyal Southwest flier I felt a bit like a cheater. I admit I was seduced by the promise of large seats, extra leg room, in seat TVs with movies and Direct TV, satellite Radio, and endless snacks. I am sure this how most affairs start, innocently enough.
Was it worth the betrayal? Hell yes it was! From the minute we boarded the plane it was a fabulous friendly experience. Traveling with two cut kids always helps. They got to go into the cockpit and sit in the pilot seat. Thrilling for them, especially the three year-old. This was essentially his first flying experience. He has flown once before but he was a baby so it hardly counts. We each sat with one of the kids, so they each got window seats (and we each got middles DOH). The seats were large and the leg room plentiful. On take-off the three year-old keep yelling to his sister in front of him to “hold on tight”. Too cute! He was gripping his arm rest and was too keen on looking out the window. Though I did finally coax him to look out to see the snow capped mountains. To which he says “Wow, that is amazing!”, I think he was impressed. The nine year-old loved the view of the sunset and was in heaven listening to Radio Disney. She even skipped the movie for it. They both did great on the flight. They were too excited to sleep, but of course the three year-old feel asleep the minute we landed.