We made our way over to the entire half of an airport hangar devoted to Thai first class. This area is situated behind beautiful purple screens that separate this part of the airport from other check-in areas.
You are immediately shown a private little sitting area with cold towels and drinks while your passports and luggage are taken to be checked in. The agent arrived back at our little area with our passports and tickets and we were escorted through the special first class security line. We breezed through and were brought to the business class lounge where we were put on a buggy and driven all the way through the business lounge to the first class lounge.
The first class lounge is beautiful, royal and you cannot breathe too loudly without someone offering to get you whatever you want. We initially put our bags down and settled into some of the comfortable seats in middle of the lounge. We then realized that the entire lounge was lined with private little living rooms with doors where you can relax in your own private space. Each little area has couches, a TV, a computer with internet and plenty of people coming in to check on you every so often.
The lounge menu is provided to you on an iPad complete with pictures of each dish and drink. While everything looked scrumptious, we settled for some fruit platters and watermelon smoothies. The greatest part of the lounge though was yet to come. A few minutes after settling into our little area we were fetched by one of the young women in the lounge for our complimentary one-hour massages (yes, you read that correctly).
We walked out of the lounge and across the hallway into the Thai Royal Silk spa. There we were shown into a waiting area with waterfalls, relaxing music, snacks and drinks. We were each fetched by a masseuse and shown into separate massage rooms. The massage room was definitely the fanciest massage room we had been in on our trip. For one, the room had massage tables whereas traditional Thai massages are done on the floor. The room contained the largest rain shower I had ever seen, a changing room, a sitting area and the massage area. It was massive. The massages were a full hour long and afterward I enjoyed the longest shower of my life and the first shower I had ever taken in an airport. The room was so beautiful I didn’t want to leave and I took my time getting all refreshed and ready for our flight to Paris.
After the massages we went back to our little sitting area and relaxed until they came to notify us that it was time to board. We were escorted all the way from the lounge directly onto the plane where our seats were on the top deck of the huge airbus A380.
Seconds after settling in to the large, plush seat, I was being plied with champagne, pajamas and warm towels. Thai first class is absolutely beautiful with personal mood lighting at each seat. The seats are wide, comfy and each seat has all the amenities one could wish for.
[Thai's A380 has a large lounge on the right side of the plane (which is where EK puts their showers, and LH has a second large bathroom). While nice, TG could have used this space better, especially since their F is 12 passengers on the A380 for one albeit large bathroom.]
AJK talking: After a restful flight, we arrived in Paris.
We made a quick transit on LH to the First Class Terminal in Frankfurt.
A couple days before arriving in FRA, I found out that my 744 on the FRA-EWR leg was slated to be the old product, and I'd be damned if I was going to fly the old F on the LH 744 -- not after what it took to get there! So, first, based on an old blog post I had seen, I simply asked the reps in the FCT if they could switch my flight to the FRA-JFK flight. There wasn't any award availability, but the blog post indicated that under the right circumstances, they could switch it over. No luck.
Then, I booted up my laptop, and found that there was award availability on the new F from MUC-BOS on the A346; so while my wife didn't love making an additional two stops, she understands my obsession and gave me permission to make the change. [We should all have such amazing wives, eh?
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I fired up google voice, called UA, and made the switch, which for whatever reason didn't cost me anything...
At that point, because our flight to MUC was leaving in about an hour, I grabbed some Fiddich 21, a cuban, and relaxed my way to oblivion
Shortly thereafter, our FCT rep came and escorted us downstairs to our waiting Porsche (you get the car to the plane even if you leave FRA in J, so long as you depart MUC in F). We were joined by another gentleman for the ride to our plane.
I was taking pictures all the while, and on the jet-bridge to the plane, I motioned for the gentleman to go before me, and he said something along the lines of "No, no, why don't you go. This is obviously more important for you
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We settled in for the quick hop to MUC and had an uneventful flight.
We arrived in MUC and went to the First Class Lounge to wait for our flight to Boston.
After about an hour or so, we left the lounge (with no escort of any kind I might add, boo), and went to the gate and--to my sheer horror--I saw this:
So, wait, you're saying I subjected myself to this:
Instead of this:
And now have the possibility of getting this?
I fell to my knees, screamed to the heavens "WHY ME?!!?!?"
Finally, I gathered up the courage to hear the bad news straight from the horse's mouth, and went up to the gate agent...
To be continued...