You Jet Blue fans might as well skip this blog. You already know what I’m talking about. Turn to Chris Baldwin – he always has something interesting or outrageous to say, even if it’s usually misguided.

I’ve carped a lot about the sorry state of American airlines, so I owe it to one that is head and shoulders above the others.

You already know who I’m talking about: Jet Blue.

Somehow, in my years of flying, I’ve never gotten around to Jet Blue.

I did recently, and what a treat. Jet Blue is like a European or Asian airline. The people who work there act like they actually enjoy it, like they actually want to make your experience enjoyable.

When I stepped up to the counter, there were three of them waiting to help. Incredibly, they were smiling! They didn’t look like they had a bad night’s sleep. They didn’t snarl and they weren’t sarcastic.

The airplanes are clean and bright – again, like a foreign carrier. And the best part is, there is plenty of leg room. No more feeling like you’re pried in with a crow bar.

I sat in my seat like visiting royalty, stretched out like a rock star. Then I noticed they had no first class. My spirits soared.

True, they don’t serve meals, but they actually encourage you to bring your own on board. Next time, I’m going to bring a big ham.

I was all ready to hail Jet Blue as the egalitarian airline of the ages, when I happened to flip through their little information booklet.

That’s when I noticed you could BUY even more leg room.

That has to be the most expensive real estate, per square inch, in the world.

Ah well, I’ll overlook that part. Jet Blue has my business from now on.

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