Lufthansa First Class to Frankfurt
At around T-50, we headed out for the tunnel and back to the B concourse. Looks like a full flight today.
Fortunately, First and Business Class boarding had already started so we were able to board right away.
Back home again in one of my favorite First Class cabins. We had 1A and 1K.
Pre departure Henriot and macadamia nuts.
Flurries continued and are now starting to stick to the ground.
Ten minutes later, yikes!
Today's menu.
Today's singularly unimpressive wine list. Seriously, this is First Class? Even American gets it better than Lufthansa.
OK, this is starting to get serious.
Definitely a de-icing day.
This is one butt ugly day in Chicago.
Yay, we are outta here.
Once in the air, our wonderful crew sprung into action. Another glass of Henriot with our amuse bouche.
Even though we had just eaten in the Polaris Lounge, we continued to drink and eat. LOL.
More champagne and a glass of vodak with our caviar.
The starter trio with a glass of... I can't even remember which white I had. Wasn't that memorable anyway,
Nothing on the menu was that exciting so we both went with the burger. Ha.
And wine tasting of all the reds. Whoa Nellie. batmandds' impressive wine glass collection.
The burger was quite good despite being well done.
Our cheese and dessert cart. For the life of me, I can't remember what I had but pretty sure I did have some cheese. Memo to self, time to stop drinking because the hangover will inevitably follow.
No mas, no mas.
Time for some shut-eye before we land in Frankfurt, a short 7 hours after departing O'Hare.
A long meandering taxi is not good news at FRA, as we headed to the far end of the airport and possibly the most remote remote stand. I guess we know how LH feels about Chicago.
Our limo to the terminal, although I have no idea why we waited 5 minutes and shared it with a non-F pax.
Cool retro livery, but let's get a move on.
Unfortunately, our driver was in no hurry and seemed to believe that there was a 30 km/hr speed limit.
Finally.
Unfortunately, German efficiency was sorely lacking as passport control had only two agents. An arrival from Delhi did not help the process.
Fifteen minutes later, we were out and heading for the First Class Terminal, with 45 minutes before our departure for Brussels.
