It's weird for me to be sitting behind the wing, and even weirder to be sitting under the wing!



At MUC, big planes get jetways, little planes get bus gates. Oh well, at least it meant I technically was on German soil for a few minutes. This was actually my first time using MUC and I wasn't sure what I'd think of it. Luckily, I found it to be a very easy place to connect it. Also, I knew that my Red Carpet Club card was going to grant me access to the LH C Lounge but I was afraid the agent wouldn't know that. I steeled myself for a big argument (like I had at RDU) but this woman glanced at it, smiled and welcomed me. Ahhh Europe, maybe I won't leave you.







The lounge was good and the offerings better. Delicious pretzels, plenty of beer, potato salad, turkey sausage (the only odd choice I thought), snacks, cookies, soda, alcohol and comfortable seating. It made me wish I had a longer layover.









I'm still laughing over the idea of “funk service”. As in where you take your “Jungle Boogie” when it doesn't work anymore. Apparently it translates as “Wireless”.





I ended up with an exit row on this flight and apparently in Germany they take their exit rows very seriously. My seatmate and I were not allowed to use the coathooks on the ground nor were we allowed to stow any luggage under the seat in front of us. Thankfully, the Flight Attendannts conveyed this with a smile and even put my briefcase overhead for me.







This is service on a 50 minute flight. 50 minutes! I couldn't get over it. Also, pretty appropriate book for me to be reading, am I right?