VS045 LHR-JFK 21 Oct 09 (Upper)

This is a Trip Report from the Upper Class cabin
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We were soon called for boarding and we made our way to the gate which must have been the farthest we have ever been. Once on board we settled quickly into our suites and were offered champagne etc. I went to change into my comfy flight clothes and the CC took my clothes and hung them in the wardrobe. I felt the attention was better than our recent Club World flights.
Take off was smooth and we were soon air borne and drinks and nibbles were offered. No crisps or olives - just some nibbles but I cant remember what they were - not memorable I'm afraid.
I asked the FSM when the basket of goodies was coming round as I wanted a pen (always need a pen) and Mr A likes the Cowshed moisturiser and she told us that VS were no longer bringing out the basket out as they were planning to phase it out! However we were welcome to ask for anything we wanted as she had loads on board. She seemed very apologetic but said it was a cost cutting move from high up as some people felt that they had to help themselves even if they did not want anything. I said it seemed a very short sighted move as the amenity kit is a part of the UC experience even if it had been devalued over the years. I got the impression the crew are not happy about this latest cost cutting move.
Lunch was served - Mr A ate and enjoyed his food - I stuck with a salad and the cheese - still quite full from the club house and then settled down to watch Julia and Julia (I think it was on the outbound flight but it may have been on the inbound) which was ok. Then I dozed off until it was nearly time to land.
Quick change into my 'real clothes' and then we were on the ground.
We walked miles again and then we were in the immigration hall and in all my years of entering the US I have never seen such queues. My friend had flown in the week before and had warned us that they had queued over an hour and a half and I had taken it with a pinch of salt. There were simply hundred of people queuing - half the desks were closed and we were behind a flight from Jamaica. We were there for over an hour and half and finally it was our turn. Having never had an issue before I was stunned when my passport was sloted into a red folder and I was sent off to a side room without Mr A, no phone, no hand luggage only me. I was a little concerned to say the least and no one tells you anything when you ask what it is all about. Fortunatley, after only about 15 minutes my name was called and I was told I was 'good to go'. I asked what the problem was and was again told I 'was good to go'. So I did. Straight into a STRICTLY NO ENTRY door! Bells and alarms went off and I was frozen with fear but it was ok - I was escorted back into the baggage hall and told to 'Have a Nice Day'. As they say 'Only in America'.
Our driver was waiting for us and we were quickly in Manhattan. Which was where things went wrong.
The following day we spent enjoying New York - we are regular visitors so have our favourite haunts and also look out new places. We ended up in Times Square where the Duck Tours have started up. It was a lovely sunny day, warm and it was a no brainer - the trip itself was wonderful all around and then onto the Hudson with a full guide and then back to Times Square. As I was coming down the steps of the bus I felt a 'ping' behind my knee. It didn't hurt but when I went to put my foot on the ground it was like jelly - I turned to Mr A to tell him and apparently passed out. I came round and insisted I was fine and that it was my knee and wanted to go back to the hotel and sort out a doctor from there and as I was helped to stand, I passed out again. I am told that a policeman had turned up and he called for an ambulance which came quickly. Apparently the fear was that I was having a heart attack or a stroke or had a dvt. Once on my way to hospital, I was stabilized and once in the hospital underwent loads of tests which fortunately were all negative and the conclusion was the shock and pain of my knee had caused me to pass out. I was discharged with a leg brace from my hip to my foot and a pair of huge crutches that were impossible for me to manage. We had missed our dinner reservation at David Burke's Townhouse and a lovely day had come to an abrupt end.
The following day we contacted our insurance company who were simply fantastic. They arranged for me to see an orthapaedic surgeon that afternoon and all his costs were covered by them. Thankfully the surgeon after x-raying and scanning my knee decided that he could help me with a couple in injections which somehow enabled me to weight bear again. The torture brace was swapped for a neat knee brace worn underneath my clothes and the crutches were exchanged for a stick. However walking far was out of the question.
I hobbled around a bit and we collected the drugs he had prescribed and then we went back to the hotel. I wanted to wash my hair and we had dinner reservations at The Four Seasons Restaurant and I was not going to miss that. However on arrival I was in for a shock. The restaurant is up a long flight of stairs and there is no lift. The stairs were out of the question so we were taken to the trade lift which was an experience but at least we had a wonderful dinner. Thoroughly recommend this restaurant - the food is wonderful, the service very attentive without being overbearing and the dining room is one of the prettiest in New York.
We left New York on the Monday after Mr A had been to the Giants Stadium and seen a very disappoiunting game. I needed a wheelchair at the airport which I hated but could not put my poor husband through any more stress so kept quiet.
All in all it was a good flight, New York was wonderful but not the city to be in when you are not 100% and we were both relieved to be in our beachside home.