Return to Riverwalk
Nov 5, 2000 | 8:35 am
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Return to Riverwalk
Governor’s Suite
It was the weekend of the San Antonio FlyerTalk gathering so Hunnybear and I booked flights on United to enjoy the November San Antonio weather and the company of old and new FlyerTalk friends. We cabbed it to LAX and went directly to the 1K room to check in where the agent dutifully collected our certs. I asked her about the chances of upgrading our return flight but she said the computer couldn’t tell her how full First Class was until the day of the flight. A sign on her desk said that if you wanted to make changes or future reservations to call the 1K center on the phone because they didn’t want to help you here. We sat in the armchairs in the sparsely furnished room for a few minutes then headed to the gate. I was still boycotting the Red Carpet Club because they don’t give 1Ks complimentary access for domestic flights. I’d show them.
This was our first flight on the new two-class domestic 777, configured as a replacement for the dwindling DC-10 fleet. I was very pleased with the width of the First Class seats as well as the legroom in the bulkhead row. The seats themselves were the new cheap ones with no footrests, personal video, or massage, but with laptop power and adjustable headrest. I find them quite uncomfortable in the upright position but OK when reclined. There was a projection TV, something I thought I’d never see on a new plane, but making the center bulkhead seats the movie-lovers’ delight. We had 1H and J and had a small TV in front of us because we couldn’t see the main screen.
We had preflight drink service and took off on time for Denver. The purser did not take our orders first but both meals were still available when he got to us. We both had the sampler instead of the fruit plate. This one was delicious: a small soufflé with half a stack of banana pancakes, home fries, and a chicken sausage. The pancakes, although a carbo bomb, were wonderful. Video entertainment was an inane sitcom about a UPS driver followed by commercials. We landed on time in Denver and Hunnybear put on some lip balm then offered me the stick. “Balm?” she said in a loud voice. “Shh—don’t joke about things like that!” I said.
We went to the 1K room in Denver where a very nice angel had no problem telling us there was one empty seat in F on our return flight. She must had had a different computer system or been competent or something. I dialed up from one of the many carrels in the large room and caught up on some of my email. Soon it was time to board our flight to San Antonio so we thanked the angel and headed to gate B33. We had seats 1C and D in this 737 because there is a notch in the floor on the right side giving additional legroom that seats 1A and B don’t have. There was no preflight drink service because catering was late. We pushed back on time but waited on the ramp a bit before taking off. The snack on this flight was a choice of chef salad or chicken fondue. We both tried the fondue, a tasty and innovative dish although the fondue sauce was not the best I’d ever had. Dessert was a Mrs. Fields chocolate-chip cookie. As a rule I don’t eat dessert but Hunnybear doesn’t like chocolate chips and I helped her out so as not to insult the chef.
We landed about 10 minutes late in San Antonio and headed to the Avis counter. I had called Centurion travel earlier in the day and booked a mid-size car. When we got to the Avis counter my reservation was listed, but not as President’s Club, so I had to have all the inane conversations and fill out all the forms. They would only upgrade us to a full-size car rather than a Premium. I grumbled about it on the shuttle bus and the driver called in and said they would take care of us at the booth, which they did, letting us pick whatever car we wanted. We chose a Buick Riviera, which had severe scratches and a dent in the back but we took it anyway after noting the damage with the guard. I didn’t particularly care for the way it drove. We headed downtown and found our way to the Westin Riverwalk with no trouble.
We were here on a comp from the Westin due to the hotel being still under construction when we came last year at this time. Well, they pulled out all the stops for us. We were escorted to the 14th floor (of 15) and a double door that led to the Governor’s Suite. We figured if we stayed there till Tuesday there was a chance they might change its name to the Presidential Suite if American voters continue on their current path to destruction. The doors opened to a spacious living room with a dining table for eight, sitting area, wet bar, two balconies overlooking the river, many cabinets and closets, and beautiful artwork on the walls. Not one but two amenity packages awaited us: a tray of wine and chocolates and a Starbucks mug full of candy. The bedroom was also huge with a Heavenly Bed, two more balconies, and bookshelves with real books.
We called Catman and had him come up to share the wine and chocolates with us. Then we went for a stroll on the Riverwalk to stretch our legs. We returned to the Westin to meet up with the whole group, about 15 FlyerTalkers along with five Starwood Preferred Guest angels who I had invited to drive down from Austin and join us. We had a drink in the lobby bar, which no longer had the excellent bartender Richard who was there last year, and then headed to the Riverwalk to walk to dinner.
Our reservations were at Rio Rio, an inexpensive Mexican restaurant on the river. We ordered a few pitchers of Horni Margaritas, made with Hornitos, and everyone ordered whatever they wanted. Hunnybear and I shared an assorted fajitas platter for two that was yummy. Present were PremEx, Catman, Holly, MileCrazy, Sheryl and Jennifer, Beckles, AusTxHiker, Tolarian Wind, Elmhurst Nick, AppleFan, a very nice newlywed couple Blake and Jennifer who don’t have FlyerTalk handles yet, and Pamela, Abel, Adrian, Linda, Jim, and Jae from Starwood. The bill came to only $25 each including tip.
We lost about half the group after dinner but the rest of us went to Durty Nellie’s where we were joined by nj_flyer. This was an Irish pub with great entertainment consisting of an off-color folk singer on the piano. The whole crowd joined in and sang along an the choruses. After that we crawled over to the Marriott Rivercenter and had a drink in their lobby bar. I tried to order a Napoleon martini and was disappointed to learn that they no longer made it until I realized it was actually the Philadelphia Marriott that made that drink. It was getting late so we made plans to meet for brunch tomorrow in the Westin and headed back to a Heavenly sleep.
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I hope you enjoy my Lion Tales. For photos, past travelogues, subscriptions, and more, see www.liontales.com
It was the weekend of the San Antonio FlyerTalk gathering so Hunnybear and I booked flights on United to enjoy the November San Antonio weather and the company of old and new FlyerTalk friends. We cabbed it to LAX and went directly to the 1K room to check in where the agent dutifully collected our certs. I asked her about the chances of upgrading our return flight but she said the computer couldn’t tell her how full First Class was until the day of the flight. A sign on her desk said that if you wanted to make changes or future reservations to call the 1K center on the phone because they didn’t want to help you here. We sat in the armchairs in the sparsely furnished room for a few minutes then headed to the gate. I was still boycotting the Red Carpet Club because they don’t give 1Ks complimentary access for domestic flights. I’d show them.
This was our first flight on the new two-class domestic 777, configured as a replacement for the dwindling DC-10 fleet. I was very pleased with the width of the First Class seats as well as the legroom in the bulkhead row. The seats themselves were the new cheap ones with no footrests, personal video, or massage, but with laptop power and adjustable headrest. I find them quite uncomfortable in the upright position but OK when reclined. There was a projection TV, something I thought I’d never see on a new plane, but making the center bulkhead seats the movie-lovers’ delight. We had 1H and J and had a small TV in front of us because we couldn’t see the main screen.
We had preflight drink service and took off on time for Denver. The purser did not take our orders first but both meals were still available when he got to us. We both had the sampler instead of the fruit plate. This one was delicious: a small soufflé with half a stack of banana pancakes, home fries, and a chicken sausage. The pancakes, although a carbo bomb, were wonderful. Video entertainment was an inane sitcom about a UPS driver followed by commercials. We landed on time in Denver and Hunnybear put on some lip balm then offered me the stick. “Balm?” she said in a loud voice. “Shh—don’t joke about things like that!” I said.
We went to the 1K room in Denver where a very nice angel had no problem telling us there was one empty seat in F on our return flight. She must had had a different computer system or been competent or something. I dialed up from one of the many carrels in the large room and caught up on some of my email. Soon it was time to board our flight to San Antonio so we thanked the angel and headed to gate B33. We had seats 1C and D in this 737 because there is a notch in the floor on the right side giving additional legroom that seats 1A and B don’t have. There was no preflight drink service because catering was late. We pushed back on time but waited on the ramp a bit before taking off. The snack on this flight was a choice of chef salad or chicken fondue. We both tried the fondue, a tasty and innovative dish although the fondue sauce was not the best I’d ever had. Dessert was a Mrs. Fields chocolate-chip cookie. As a rule I don’t eat dessert but Hunnybear doesn’t like chocolate chips and I helped her out so as not to insult the chef.
We landed about 10 minutes late in San Antonio and headed to the Avis counter. I had called Centurion travel earlier in the day and booked a mid-size car. When we got to the Avis counter my reservation was listed, but not as President’s Club, so I had to have all the inane conversations and fill out all the forms. They would only upgrade us to a full-size car rather than a Premium. I grumbled about it on the shuttle bus and the driver called in and said they would take care of us at the booth, which they did, letting us pick whatever car we wanted. We chose a Buick Riviera, which had severe scratches and a dent in the back but we took it anyway after noting the damage with the guard. I didn’t particularly care for the way it drove. We headed downtown and found our way to the Westin Riverwalk with no trouble.
We were here on a comp from the Westin due to the hotel being still under construction when we came last year at this time. Well, they pulled out all the stops for us. We were escorted to the 14th floor (of 15) and a double door that led to the Governor’s Suite. We figured if we stayed there till Tuesday there was a chance they might change its name to the Presidential Suite if American voters continue on their current path to destruction. The doors opened to a spacious living room with a dining table for eight, sitting area, wet bar, two balconies overlooking the river, many cabinets and closets, and beautiful artwork on the walls. Not one but two amenity packages awaited us: a tray of wine and chocolates and a Starbucks mug full of candy. The bedroom was also huge with a Heavenly Bed, two more balconies, and bookshelves with real books.
We called Catman and had him come up to share the wine and chocolates with us. Then we went for a stroll on the Riverwalk to stretch our legs. We returned to the Westin to meet up with the whole group, about 15 FlyerTalkers along with five Starwood Preferred Guest angels who I had invited to drive down from Austin and join us. We had a drink in the lobby bar, which no longer had the excellent bartender Richard who was there last year, and then headed to the Riverwalk to walk to dinner.
Our reservations were at Rio Rio, an inexpensive Mexican restaurant on the river. We ordered a few pitchers of Horni Margaritas, made with Hornitos, and everyone ordered whatever they wanted. Hunnybear and I shared an assorted fajitas platter for two that was yummy. Present were PremEx, Catman, Holly, MileCrazy, Sheryl and Jennifer, Beckles, AusTxHiker, Tolarian Wind, Elmhurst Nick, AppleFan, a very nice newlywed couple Blake and Jennifer who don’t have FlyerTalk handles yet, and Pamela, Abel, Adrian, Linda, Jim, and Jae from Starwood. The bill came to only $25 each including tip.
We lost about half the group after dinner but the rest of us went to Durty Nellie’s where we were joined by nj_flyer. This was an Irish pub with great entertainment consisting of an off-color folk singer on the piano. The whole crowd joined in and sang along an the choruses. After that we crawled over to the Marriott Rivercenter and had a drink in their lobby bar. I tried to order a Napoleon martini and was disappointed to learn that they no longer made it until I realized it was actually the Philadelphia Marriott that made that drink. It was getting late so we made plans to meet for brunch tomorrow in the Westin and headed back to a Heavenly sleep.
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Nov 5, 2000 | 9:24 am
#2
Join Date: Jun 2000
Location: CLT US Chairman's, AMEX Centurion, salesman, college dropout
Posts: 39
<<Dessert was a Mrs. Fields chocolate-chip cookie. As a rule I dont eat
dessert but Hunnybear doesnt like chocolate chips and I helped her out
so as not to insult the chef.>>
oooohhhh -- chef insults -- wouldn't want to do that -- those mrs fields elves take their job seriously -- thank goodness for small things -- you got two cookies.
by the by -- please tell me more about your "comp for the last bad experience" I'm writing about my un-met comp expectation at the ritz in marina del ray -- and i'm going to compare it to yours at the westin -- westin will make the ritz look like a motel six
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dessert but Hunnybear doesnt like chocolate chips and I helped her out
so as not to insult the chef.>>
oooohhhh -- chef insults -- wouldn't want to do that -- those mrs fields elves take their job seriously -- thank goodness for small things -- you got two cookies.
by the by -- please tell me more about your "comp for the last bad experience" I'm writing about my un-met comp expectation at the ritz in marina del ray -- and i'm going to compare it to yours at the westin -- westin will make the ritz look like a motel six
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Nov 5, 2000 | 5:41 pm
#3
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Location: Kirkland, WA
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The hotel was still under heavy construction when we checked in last year. Although the service was good, only two floors were open and the pool was not ready. Construction dust covered the entry and the facade of the building was still incomplete.
An email to SPG resulted in a generous complimentary two-day stay offer.
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I hope you enjoy my Lion Tales. For photos, past travelogues, subscriptions, and more, see www.liontales.com
An email to SPG resulted in a generous complimentary two-day stay offer.
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I hope you enjoy my Lion Tales. For photos, past travelogues, subscriptions, and more, see www.liontales.com
Nov 6, 2000 | 6:15 pm
#6
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Happy Cappies
We arose in time to meet the gang for brunch in the hotel restaurant downstairs by the river. A lively discussion of frequent-travel programs ensued over a nice Southwestern breakfast buffet ($13.95) with live omelet station. Starwood continued to do everything right while Delta Airlines seemed to be bucking to join Northwest in the penalty box. United was up in the air. We all loved the Westin Riverwalk.
After breakfast we bid farewell to most. Only Catman remained behind to share Sunday night with us. Hunnybear and I went to the San Antonio zoo and saw a happy family of capybaras lolling in the water, our favorites. The lions and tigers were indoors out of sight but there were lots of small cats, a pair of beautiful snow leopards and lots and lots of monkeys and flamingos. A pair of mean-looking grizzlies with long nasty claws paced uncomfortably close to us in their barless habitat leaving us wondering just how far they could leap. We finished up just as the weather threatened and got a bit wet before reaching the safety of the Buick habitat. We thought it was one of the better zoos we had visited with very high-quality animals and much nicer habitats than the Austin zoo, itself still the winner of the bang-for-the-buck award.
We called Catman when we got back to the hotel and invited him up to the suite to watch movies on this rainy afternoon. We told Catman Niles from Frasier had been on our flight to Denver and he was suitably impressed. The weather worsened and soon we were seeing a tornado watch superimposed on episode 250 of The Simpsons. The wind picked up and blew the flagpole across the street over at a 45-degree angle as the rain whipped down. We called the concierge and asked them to see if Little Rhein could move our reservation indoors. They had already taken care of it so we got a cab to take us the two blocks ($3 plus tip).
Little Rhein was as great as usual. We had the appetizer platter and steak, Hunnybear and I ordering filet mignon rare and Catman having the ribeye charred. The only flaw was that the usual fresh-baked loaves of bread were reheated and day-old tonight, perhaps a function of it being Sunday. We ordered a bottle of the Treana red blend from Paso Robles, California central coast, one of my new favorites. As a rule I don’t eat dessert but Hunnybear and Catman wanted to split a chocolate chocolate cake a la mode so we did. We asked three times if it was flourless and were told no but it was. Why doesn’t anyone make regular Duncan Hines chocolate cake any more besides the Metropolitan Grill?
We walked back to the Westin and turned in early in preparation for tomorrow’s very early flight.
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I hope you enjoy my Lion Tales. For photos, past travelogues, subscriptions, and more, see www.liontales.com
We arose in time to meet the gang for brunch in the hotel restaurant downstairs by the river. A lively discussion of frequent-travel programs ensued over a nice Southwestern breakfast buffet ($13.95) with live omelet station. Starwood continued to do everything right while Delta Airlines seemed to be bucking to join Northwest in the penalty box. United was up in the air. We all loved the Westin Riverwalk.
After breakfast we bid farewell to most. Only Catman remained behind to share Sunday night with us. Hunnybear and I went to the San Antonio zoo and saw a happy family of capybaras lolling in the water, our favorites. The lions and tigers were indoors out of sight but there were lots of small cats, a pair of beautiful snow leopards and lots and lots of monkeys and flamingos. A pair of mean-looking grizzlies with long nasty claws paced uncomfortably close to us in their barless habitat leaving us wondering just how far they could leap. We finished up just as the weather threatened and got a bit wet before reaching the safety of the Buick habitat. We thought it was one of the better zoos we had visited with very high-quality animals and much nicer habitats than the Austin zoo, itself still the winner of the bang-for-the-buck award.
We called Catman when we got back to the hotel and invited him up to the suite to watch movies on this rainy afternoon. We told Catman Niles from Frasier had been on our flight to Denver and he was suitably impressed. The weather worsened and soon we were seeing a tornado watch superimposed on episode 250 of The Simpsons. The wind picked up and blew the flagpole across the street over at a 45-degree angle as the rain whipped down. We called the concierge and asked them to see if Little Rhein could move our reservation indoors. They had already taken care of it so we got a cab to take us the two blocks ($3 plus tip).
Little Rhein was as great as usual. We had the appetizer platter and steak, Hunnybear and I ordering filet mignon rare and Catman having the ribeye charred. The only flaw was that the usual fresh-baked loaves of bread were reheated and day-old tonight, perhaps a function of it being Sunday. We ordered a bottle of the Treana red blend from Paso Robles, California central coast, one of my new favorites. As a rule I don’t eat dessert but Hunnybear and Catman wanted to split a chocolate chocolate cake a la mode so we did. We asked three times if it was flourless and were told no but it was. Why doesn’t anyone make regular Duncan Hines chocolate cake any more besides the Metropolitan Grill?
We walked back to the Westin and turned in early in preparation for tomorrow’s very early flight.
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Nov 7, 2000 | 7:37 am
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Delta was ready
The wake-up call came at 5:15 (3:15 LA time) and we met Catman in the lobby at six. The video checkout at the Westin Riverwalk didn’t work so I checked out at the front desk. We all piled into the Buick and sailed off for the airport. We returned the car with no problem and took a crowded, standing-room-only shuttle to the United ticket counter. The First Class/Premier line wasn’t moving and we looked at the display on the wall: our flight was delayed by over four hours. Still in line, I called the 1K desk and spoke to an utterly useless agent who said everything was full on every airline and she couldn’t do anything for me. We headed to the gate to stand by for the Chicago flight that Catman was on but the line for the metal detector was snaking all the way back to the ticket counters!
We finally made it through and got to the Chicago flight but it was way oversold and they took seven volunteers to be bumped so we didn’t get on. Now the display for Denver was reading, “Return to ticket counter for rebooking.” There was no way I was going to go back through security so I called the 1K desk again. This time the agent told me we had already been rebooked on a Delta flight through Atlanta that left in 17 minutes. How nice. I wondered if they were going to mention that to us. Fortunately it was leaving from the very next gate so we went over. I whipped out my Delta Gold Medallion card that had just come in the mail thanks to my Centurion Card membership and explained the situation to the nice agent. He asked if we had e-tickets and I said yes so instead of making us go back over to United to get them printed out he did it himself! Then he upgraded us to Atlanta without any certs.
The flight to Atlanta on a Delta MD-88 in First Class was very average. The flight attendant was cordial and professional. Breakfast was a choice of French toast and tomato-cheddar scramble. We naturally took the eggs rather than the carbo bomb. They were OK but not up to the level of United’s sampler breakfasts. We snoozed and found ourselves in Atlanta. On the ground the stewardess read a list of about 30 connecting gates but not ours. The agent outside had the information though and we took the subway to Terminal A. I attempted to repeat the upgrade success with the agent in Atlanta but she said my upgrades couldn’t be used for a companion and anyway even if I made it Hunnybear wouldn’t make it because she didn’t have status. As it turned out only two Platinums got the upgrades. We got seats in a row without a window.
The 767 flight to LA was another very average flight but this time in economy. They served chicken or beef, which I passed on. Hunnybear had the beef, which was overdone but not so much so that she couldn’t eat it. Somebody couldn’t eat theirs though and it ended up on the floor in the aisle right next to my seat for about two hours until I finally pointed it out to the flight attendant. She was primarily here for our safety so she put on a plastic glove and picked up the largest hunk of it, leaving the rest. The movie was The Perfect Storm, a movie about a long storm that people are caught in while out in a boat. Hunnybear and I practiced video poker for the rest of the flight. We landed in LA 20 minutes early and took a cab home, almost three hours later than schedule. I don’t like flying economy.
The end.
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The wake-up call came at 5:15 (3:15 LA time) and we met Catman in the lobby at six. The video checkout at the Westin Riverwalk didn’t work so I checked out at the front desk. We all piled into the Buick and sailed off for the airport. We returned the car with no problem and took a crowded, standing-room-only shuttle to the United ticket counter. The First Class/Premier line wasn’t moving and we looked at the display on the wall: our flight was delayed by over four hours. Still in line, I called the 1K desk and spoke to an utterly useless agent who said everything was full on every airline and she couldn’t do anything for me. We headed to the gate to stand by for the Chicago flight that Catman was on but the line for the metal detector was snaking all the way back to the ticket counters!
We finally made it through and got to the Chicago flight but it was way oversold and they took seven volunteers to be bumped so we didn’t get on. Now the display for Denver was reading, “Return to ticket counter for rebooking.” There was no way I was going to go back through security so I called the 1K desk again. This time the agent told me we had already been rebooked on a Delta flight through Atlanta that left in 17 minutes. How nice. I wondered if they were going to mention that to us. Fortunately it was leaving from the very next gate so we went over. I whipped out my Delta Gold Medallion card that had just come in the mail thanks to my Centurion Card membership and explained the situation to the nice agent. He asked if we had e-tickets and I said yes so instead of making us go back over to United to get them printed out he did it himself! Then he upgraded us to Atlanta without any certs.
The flight to Atlanta on a Delta MD-88 in First Class was very average. The flight attendant was cordial and professional. Breakfast was a choice of French toast and tomato-cheddar scramble. We naturally took the eggs rather than the carbo bomb. They were OK but not up to the level of United’s sampler breakfasts. We snoozed and found ourselves in Atlanta. On the ground the stewardess read a list of about 30 connecting gates but not ours. The agent outside had the information though and we took the subway to Terminal A. I attempted to repeat the upgrade success with the agent in Atlanta but she said my upgrades couldn’t be used for a companion and anyway even if I made it Hunnybear wouldn’t make it because she didn’t have status. As it turned out only two Platinums got the upgrades. We got seats in a row without a window.
The 767 flight to LA was another very average flight but this time in economy. They served chicken or beef, which I passed on. Hunnybear had the beef, which was overdone but not so much so that she couldn’t eat it. Somebody couldn’t eat theirs though and it ended up on the floor in the aisle right next to my seat for about two hours until I finally pointed it out to the flight attendant. She was primarily here for our safety so she put on a plastic glove and picked up the largest hunk of it, leaving the rest. The movie was The Perfect Storm, a movie about a long storm that people are caught in while out in a boat. Hunnybear and I practiced video poker for the rest of the flight. We landed in LA 20 minutes early and took a cab home, almost three hours later than schedule. I don’t like flying economy.
The end.
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Nov 7, 2000 | 9:22 am
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Join Date: May 2000
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We'd like to take this opportunity to thank everyone in attendance in San Antonio for welcoming our group as part of the FlyerTalk community. Each of us had a wonderful time and enjoyed making new friends. When we got back to work on Monday we were asked a lot of questions about the weekend!
It was a real treat for all of us.
Pam, Linda, Abel, Adrian, Jim & Jae
It was a real treat for all of us.
Pam, Linda, Abel, Adrian, Jim & Jae
Nov 7, 2000 | 12:48 pm
#10
Commander Catcop
Join Date: May 1998
Posts: 10,259
Thank you Starwood Preferred Guest friends for allowing us to show our friendship and our loves of miles, points and people.
You all are the best.
Now, I am NOT going to try to top my brother Mr. Lion's trip report but I will try my version in a separate thread.
Thank you everyone for a wonderful weekend and Lion and Hunnybear for protecting me from the storm and being in my life!
You all are the best.
Now, I am NOT going to try to top my brother Mr. Lion's trip report but I will try my version in a separate thread.
Thank you everyone for a wonderful weekend and Lion and Hunnybear for protecting me from the storm and being in my life!
Nov 9, 2000 | 4:18 pm
#11
Join Date: Jun 2000
Location: Santa Barbara, CA
Posts: 7,149
QL-
Off topic- but I wanted to make sure you saw this.
A while ago, you wrote a pretty scathing critique of anyone who would want a Centurion Card. Now you have one and cite its beneifts in your trip reports. What changed your mind, and it is worth it?
Off topic- but I wanted to make sure you saw this.
A while ago, you wrote a pretty scathing critique of anyone who would want a Centurion Card. Now you have one and cite its beneifts in your trip reports. What changed your mind, and it is worth it?
Nov 10, 2000 | 4:17 pm
#14
Join Date: Jun 2000
Location: Santa Barbara, CA
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No, it was the definitely the Centurion.
Did something happen that day to make you p.o.'d at Amex or something, becuase, as you can see, it really was scathing, and was obviously directed at Centurion.
It seems like an attractive product, and your earlier comments made me feel kind of, well, stupid and materialistic, for thinking about wanting one.
I'm glad to hear you are enjoying it, because over the past 4 months, I am nearing $12K a month on the card for expense spending for work.
See link below for documentation of previous commentary.
URL=http://www.flyertalk.com/forum/Forum69/HTML/000289.html
Sorry for posting in the wrong forum...
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Did something happen that day to make you p.o.'d at Amex or something, becuase, as you can see, it really was scathing, and was obviously directed at Centurion.
It seems like an attractive product, and your earlier comments made me feel kind of, well, stupid and materialistic, for thinking about wanting one.
I'm glad to hear you are enjoying it, because over the past 4 months, I am nearing $12K a month on the card for expense spending for work.
See link below for documentation of previous commentary.
URL=http://www.flyertalk.com/forum/Forum69/HTML/000289.html
Sorry for posting in the wrong forum...
[This message has been edited by BoSoxFan45 (edited 11-10-2000).]
[This message has been edited by BoSoxFan45 (edited 11-10-2000).]
Nov 12, 2000 | 7:35 am
#15
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I wouldn't call that "scathing"... you should see what I have to say about MCI.
I think they are very clever at AmEx and have set a great trap, which I have fallen into with my eyes open...
I think they are very clever at AmEx and have set a great trap, which I have fallen into with my eyes open...