PrintTreated Like Royalty
Soon as I heard Virgin America was flying from San Diego to San Francisco I booked my flight and told everyone I knew about how I wasn't flying Southwest. I didn't know what to expect, did I, after spending my whole life flying with those other guys. When I scheduled the early morning flight I didn't know if I could check my bag at the curb, and since there wasn't a place, I made my way to the check in area. First flights out are always stacked up and lines to all the other airlines were studendously long, but I made my way down to Virgin and the first thing I saw was a counter filled with orchids! Orchids??? Where am I??? Four incredibly smiling faces greeted me, the only person in line, with "Good morning, welcome to Virgin Airlines!" The royal treatment began when the lovely blond woman with the spiky hair escorted me past thousands of other travelers in the security line to the first class line so I would be sure to make my flight. Now that's just about the best treatment I have ever had in my 50 year career of flying! Thanks Virgin! I've told everyone I know! First class, all the way!
Sincerely, Pat R.