greetings from SFO Clubhouse!

hi all,
i'm putting this in the General Discussion area, as it's not really a trip report.
after a harried exit from my flat at Church & Dolores, i finally made it to SFO. check-in was a breeze, and my agent let me get away with a bit (alot) of extra weight in my carry-on. [y]
i thanked her profusely, of course...i would have been in a very difficult spot otherwise. you see, i do not check in bags. never. i've become pretty proficient at packing two weeks worth of clothes into not much space, just so i can walk straight through baggage claim without stopping, but a little help from friendly agents along the way helps a lot.
anyway...
needless to say, once i walked out of the elevator and saw the clubhouse entrance, a feeling of great calm and serenity came over me. ah, the clubhouse. tiny you may be, but i wouldn't trade you for the world. hey, Heathrow CH is lovely (!) but i can still go outside to smoke from here without having to deal with security. [:I]
and speaking of smoking, that's what i'm about to go do, however i just MUST pass this on for GJ (grinningjackanapes): they remember you here! well, i should hope so, but they're suitably embarrassed. My man J, who's taking care of me in my red egg, and i were talking about Mustang Sally (who we're flying today!), and of course the conversation turned to "how do you know so much about Virgin's planes?" i swear, the look of horror when i mentioned i'm a v-flyer was, in a word, priceless.
and here, for your viewing pleasure, is a shot of ms V-ROC herself, coming in towards her gate.
cheers all!
VS020 (Claire)

i'm putting this in the General Discussion area, as it's not really a trip report.
after a harried exit from my flat at Church & Dolores, i finally made it to SFO. check-in was a breeze, and my agent let me get away with a bit (alot) of extra weight in my carry-on. [y]
i thanked her profusely, of course...i would have been in a very difficult spot otherwise. you see, i do not check in bags. never. i've become pretty proficient at packing two weeks worth of clothes into not much space, just so i can walk straight through baggage claim without stopping, but a little help from friendly agents along the way helps a lot.
anyway...
needless to say, once i walked out of the elevator and saw the clubhouse entrance, a feeling of great calm and serenity came over me. ah, the clubhouse. tiny you may be, but i wouldn't trade you for the world. hey, Heathrow CH is lovely (!) but i can still go outside to smoke from here without having to deal with security. [:I]
and speaking of smoking, that's what i'm about to go do, however i just MUST pass this on for GJ (grinningjackanapes): they remember you here! well, i should hope so, but they're suitably embarrassed. My man J, who's taking care of me in my red egg, and i were talking about Mustang Sally (who we're flying today!), and of course the conversation turned to "how do you know so much about Virgin's planes?" i swear, the look of horror when i mentioned i'm a v-flyer was, in a word, priceless.
and here, for your viewing pleasure, is a shot of ms V-ROC herself, coming in towards her gate.
cheers all!
VS020 (Claire)
