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Bringing A Boeing Home – British Airways 777-300ER G-STBF Delivery Flight

by Continental Club on March 7, 2012  |  6 comments • Tagged as: , ,

A customer walks into a car dealership. No, not a joke, just an analogy. So, a customer walks into a car dealership and orders a new car. Of course, these days they may not even walk into a dealership; they might just sit down at a laptop and type an order online. Or pull out an iPad and configure the specification with a few sweeps of the screen. Well, assuming that the website isn’t written with Flash.

But I digress.

The customer chooses the model and the colour and all the extras, and does a little dealing on the price. If they’re lucky, they get floormats and mudflaps, a tank of fuel and six months’ tax thrown in.

A couple of days or weeks later, the shiny new motor is transportered to the dealer, or sometimes even right to the customer’s front door; payment is confirmed and everything’s good to go.

It’s not a lot like that with a Boeing.

First of all, there’s no dealership. Secondly, their products take a while to build. Thirdly, you usually have to go and get them from the factory yourself. And fourthly, when you do rock up to collect a new one, the model and the colour will be spot-on, but you’re probably going to need to fit some of those optional extras yourself.

Of course, you could just buy a standard version; something that everyone else has got and drive it straight to work. But if you’ve got the chance to personalise it, the chance to do something a bit different, then why wouldn’t you?

Which brings us to Seattle. Or should I say Everett. And by us I mean eight of us; bloggers, writers, travellers, passengers: customers – strangers to each other nearly-all. And British Airways, our hosts, whose Boeing we’d come to coo over.

We eight checked-in at Heathrow, and it didn’t take long for the passion for travel to spill forth. By boarding time, any casual observer would assume that they’d stumbled upon a regular reunion, not a minutes-old introduction. Experience, opinion and impressions flowed, from Executive Club Blue members to Premiers and vice versa, through Silvers and Golds between, such that the flight West was over before we knew it – as if our Queen of The Skies had had her skirts picked up by Concorde, and her stateliness sent supersonic.

The Pacific Northwest brought no respite from the buzz. Iconic planes aplenty at The Museum of Flight. Emerald-filmed freighters on the 747-8 production line. Dreamliners by the dozen inching towards hangar doors the size of football pitches. And now forty more folks to share our awe, drawn from every corner of BA. From offices to operations. From desks to decks. From headquarters to hangars.  Recognised for exceptional performance for those usually behind-the-scenes; for the highest customer satisfaction scores for those on-stage and front-of-house. To schedule, to serve. To maintain, to serve. To procure, to serve. To Fly, To Serve.

We boarded a bus and rolled in the rain between factory and the Future of Flight. Looking across the aisle, past seatbacks embroidered with Boeing logos, through water-beaded windows, rows of almost unreconcileable technological achievement stood ready to soar skyward.

And inside this aviation delivery room, itself a vast space but one still dwarfed by the production facilities across Paine Field, tables and chairs were set out in front of a bolted, rivetted and crimped Pan Am 737 cross-section. Next to it, a similarly-sliced 787 fuselage was by contrast smoothly-fused, and warm to the touch.

But all eyes were on British Airways and Boeing representatives, emerging with the signed Birth Certificate and ready to commence the delivery room speech. Thirty-foot high black drapes behind them parted to reveal grey but drying skies, and beneath them the newborn – the glossy, gleaming, factory-fresh Triple Seven.

The scarlet-painted stairs we’d ascend were in place, with the bowed red ribbon ready to cut. And under the flight deck window, the name ‘Irene’ was stencilled in royal blue on to the fresh white paint in honour of the most VIP of our assembled throng – one of the operating flight crew’s 75 year old Mum – along for the ride as a special surprise birthday present.

The official scissors were wielded by the winner of a ballot the night before, with the crew and Irene looking on. Four dozen cameras were passed around to record the moment. The man from Boeing snapped from every angle. Then we retreated inside for final preparations to board.

Luggage (mostly spotter-goodies procured only moments before from the Boeing Store next door) was meticulously X-rayed and bodies scanned through the arch. Passports checked and bon voyages issued, we climbed the claret stairway to 777, and the ‘new plane smell’ wafted over us as we crossed the threshold.

Sole seats aboard were in World Traveller and World Traveller Plus cabins, the latest products to fly with British Airways and three at least for each excited passenger. Carry-ons were soon gulped-up into the vast overhead bins.

With forty five minutes to departure, there was time to tour – starting with a one-at-a-time glimpse of the dashboard; 21st century displays on a flight deck as spacious as a Stratocruiser. Acres of brown plastic last seen in Cagney & Lacey’s Dodge Diplomat. The office with the best views of the World.

Next, the Cabin Service Director’s (or Customer Service Manager’s) station, just aft of the cockpit door. Nerve-centre for delivery of onboard operations.

Then to the First Class galley, an empty honeycomb of cart bays and stowage racks; oven voids and chiller fans; switches and buttons to control the yet-to-be-slotted-in kit. But one appliance was already there, primed to dispense the rocketfuel that will wake thousands of slumberers in the years to come.

We walked onward, to the First Class cabin, a hybrid of fully-finished BA bulkheads, curtains and brushed steel skirting, atop factory contract flooring and ex-works wall panels. Like a gallery waiting for its artworks to be installed. For here, in a few short weeks, will be leather-trimmed mini-suites, deep pile carpets and blue-washed blinds.

Behind the gallery, a Business Class ballroom, once more skirted and bulkheaded as she’ll continue to be, but yet to receive the lampshades and Speedmarque, seatbeds and carpets that will complete Club World.

And in the absence of those fittings, along the cabin’s port side, a special grab rope in case of turbulence should crew be caught when passing through.

Through another curtain and it was familar and yet new. The latest wide-backed World Traveller Plus seats, their casings bathed blue with Speedmarque screensavers. Dark navy upholstery and smart carpeting.

British Airways Boeing 777-336ER World Traveller Plus Cabin

Still further we roamed, to equally-new World Traveller seats, with their hammock headrests, glowing screens, USB ports and RCA jacks.

Reversible remote controls for TV and audio, games and messaging, call buttons and lights; more brushed metal for the coathook trayclamp.

Then to the very tail of the bird, to an even bigger honeycomb than that at the nose. Slots and voids hungry to swallow half a day’s sustenance for two hundred or more.

Ranks of tea and coffee makers waited to welcome their stainless steel vessels.

More buttons, more switches; more knobs and more dials – a miniature flightdeck for feeding.

And did you miss it? That door? The one that would be a loo but there’s no ‘Vacant’ or ‘Occupied’ sign glowing. Look carefully: it wasn’t a cupboard. But remember too: only one per bunk.

High above the passengers, atop a tight half-turn staircase, were eight pullman berths with bedbelts and reading lights; dimmer and call-light, the latter for when the rester must return to the workplace below.

And back down there by that rearmost left hand door, Extension 15 of the onboard switchboard.

It was time to fly though, so we settled into our spaced-out places and each took a just-printed safety card, slipped from its cellophane wrap. Our operating captain took the handset of Extension 24 and delivered his welcome in person; each line of the UK Civil Aviation Authority-mandated announcement explained. We knew before that BA9176E was to be operated by British Airways. We learnt then that it’s the law to remind us.

Our cabin crew took over for the demonstration; word-perfect and live. No Lynn West. Beaming smiles. They were clearly enjoying it as much as we were, but they still had a job to do. Belts and backrests were checked. Big wheelies in the overheads? Good. Little wheelies all the way under the seats in front. Electronics away. Mugplugs out. Pointless a crew shouting Brace, Brace and Come This Way if we were all wired into The Best of The Grateful Dead.

Were the seatbacks on parade? Standing to attention to mark their first passenger flight? The GE90s spooled, each the diameter of a 737 cabin and, outside in the rain, one of those waving Future of Flight volunteers, in his Hi-Viz jacket, filmed our taxi, our roll, our full-power ascent from the Snohomish County tarmac into the evening sky.

 

 

It was bumpy. Very bumpy. We were light and we were bouncy. Seatbelt lights above us stayed on until long after we’d breached the cloudtops and we were heading higher through the jetstreams.

Buckle lights chimed off at last, and World Traveller Plus was designated the dining room. There was an ante room in the first row behind too, for the latecomers loathe to leave their windows.

It was a magical mystery tour for the crew as they liberated the Boeing catering. Pacific North West beer; Washington wines. Shrimp, salmon and crab claws; salad, and to finish: cheesecake. Who knew that there was chicken or beef too? And who wasn’t already too full to eat it?

Conversation flowed as the night wrapped itself around us; passengers swapping seats and stories, meeting those we’d not yet spoken to and learning all about them. The Aurora Borealis danced greens and blues across the Northern skies as we knelt in the First Class gallery, watching the live artshow framed by the port side windows.

The crew found mini tubs of ice cream, and we sat around the dancefloor in that Business Class ballroom, chatting to those with whom we’d still not been acquainted – talking fuel and freight, ramps and repairs, catering and customers.

When we could talk no more, the lights were dimmed in the World Traveller bedroom, armrests were lifted and Mr Sandman lulled the excited but exhausted to sleep.

But some couldn’t rest for long and the shadows of the half light brought new sights to see. The bulk of the doors with their slides smoothly-encased, curving away into a dusky cabin….

 

Crew service panels glowing blue in softly-lit corners.

Landing lights of seatback screens beneath a cerulean sky….

Waves of sculptured bins in the ballroom….

Unique icons where Ying and Yang will soon waltz….

And lowered eyelids in the scalloped sockets of gallery walls….

When resistance became futile, even the most awed slippedaway to dream, but as the light returned we were descending towards Wales and our day-old Boeing’s Cardiff maternity ward.

The GEs coasted as we approach the cloud tops, reflecting our vantage point alongside.

Their softly-rounded profile disguised their scale, with their pylons appearing like slender forearms to lightly grasp them.

The vortices around them invisible in the transparency of clear air….

…. and only the central swirl and the up-tick of the wing tip giving something away of the forces at play.

And those forces weren’t just at altitude, for as we apprached the runway, a crosswind would be welcoming our half-furnished ‘plane without bulk luggage or cargo; light of fuel and passengers, and with a three-storey vertical stabiliser to catch the breeze. Our flight crew requested that we all be seated in the first rows of the dining room to minimise the additional lateral forces once earthbound again.

We shimmied as we settled on the suspension stops, but the snaking was checked and with the nosewheel planted we were dead ahead for deceleration.

Breakfast time in Cardiff looked a carbon copy of the Washington weather just left.

It wasn’t just us that had returned though; so had those gargantuan GEs, now scaled against the dimensions of the real world on an airport apron.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Irene had the Red Dragon flying from her flight deck, as we parted from the newest member of the family….

….and we took one last look back over our shoulders….

….and up at the wing that had carried us….

…before we handed Irene back to her midwives at British Airways Maintenance Cardiff; to dress her up and to discharge her, fresh and ready to head home for the first time to Heathrow.

And we boarded another bus, wondering whether Boeing had indeed chucked in a free tank of fuel and six months’ tax.

Continental Club travelled as a guest of British Airways and The Boeing Company.

For other excellent insights into this special trip, visit GolfHotelWhisky (or Forbes.com), and AirportSpottingBlog.

This article is winner of the FlyerTalk British Airways Executive Club Trip Report Of The Year 2012 Award.

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Hilton Garden Inn Offers 1000 Bonus HHonors Points At New UK Hotels

by Continental Club on February 29, 2012  |  Leave a comment

The Mint (nee City Inn) portfolio of hotels in the UK has recently been sold to the owners of Hilton Hotels, and already three have been rebranded as Hilton Garden Inns.

To celebrate the raising of the new flag above the doors at Glasgow City Center [sic], Birmingham Bridleyplace and Bristol City Centre, HHonors members can earn a bonus 1,000 HHonors points per night when staying for a minimum of two consecutive nights on HHonors eligible rates at those hotels.

No registration is required for this promotion and stays completed by 30 April 2012 qualify. Hilton say that the bonus points should post to your HHonors account automatically with 8 weeks of check-out – though in practice these kinds of promotions do seem to post more swiftly than the Ts&Cs allow for.

City Inns have long been well-regarded in the UK, so the change to HGI brings with it some quality additional HHonors-earning opportunities – further improved in the short term by this useful bonus offer.

To book, click here.

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Free Car Rental – Get A Weekend Day For Free When You Sign Up To Hertz Gold Plus Rewards

by Continental Club on February 24, 2012  |  Leave a comment

Hertz car rental have long been partners of many airlines and hotel companies and so, when you rented a Hertz vehicle on an eligible rate, you may also have earned some points in your preferred travel loyalty programmes.

Well, Hertz have just launched their own programme: Hertz Gold Plus Rewards. And, as well as still allowing you to convert your new Gold Plus Rewards into airline and hotel points as before, you can now redeem Gold Plus Rewards for Hertz rentals too.

Better still, when you register and rent before 30th April 2011, you’ll earn a bonus of 100 Gold Plus Rewards points per rental day on top of the standard earning rate of 1 point per US Dollar (or converted local currency equivalent) for eligible rentals.

Here’s the best news though: simply sign-up for Hertz Gold Plus Rewards in this promotional launch period and you’ll automatically receive 800 points as a welcome bonus. Those 800 points are worth a free weekend day’s car rental in Europe.

The offer is one of the most generous car rental promotions that’s been seen for a long time, and is valid only for registrations completed by the end of April 2012. Signing-up to Gold Plus Rewards is free itself, so there’s really no good reason not to do it now and to bank those points while you can.

For full terms and conditions, and to sign-up, click here.

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Virgin Atlantic Flying Club Miles & British Airways Avios Tesco Clubcard Promotion 2012

by Continental Club on February 16, 2012  |  6 comments

Members of the Virgin Atlantic Flying Club loyalty programme have joined their counterparts in the British Airways Executive Club in being able to exchange UK supermarket Tesco’s Clubcard Points for airline miles/points.

And, until 31st March 2012, members of both programmes can also benefit from conversion bonuses.

First, Virgin: the conversion rate has been set at 200 Clubcard Points to 500 Flying Club Miles, so 1 CC Point to 2.5 FC Miles. There are two conversion methods; quarterly manual transfer or an automatic exchange for Flying Club miles which requires an opt-in. Opting-in to the auto-conversion system before 31st March 2012 will generate a 1,000 mile bonus.

Secondly, British Airways: the conversion rate is 250 Clubcard Points to 600 Avios, so 1:2.4. Again, there are two conversion methods; manual or automatic. All conversions undertaken by the 31st March 2012 will generate an additional bonus of 400 Avios per 250 Clubcard Points converted, so 250 Points will convert to 1,000 Avios. And, for selected Executive Club members who have received a special email, there’s also a 1,000 Avios bonus for opting-in to auto-conversion too.

Which is better then, manual or automatic conversions, and Flying Club Miles or Avios? Well, as is so often the case, the answer comes down to personal circumstances and preferences.

Stick with manual transfers and there’s that regular administration, but the flexibility to feed both programmes alternately or to favour one or other for a while is retained – or to use your Clubcard Points for something completely different each quarter.

Opt-in to automatic conversions to one or other programme and you can sit back, avoid the three-monthly keying-in of voucher codes and watch the miles/Avios flow into your airline account – but if you want to use Clubcard Points for a different reward in future, you’ll have to remember to opt back out again, before a quarter-end.

Picking between the airline programmes isn’t as simple as looking at the conversion rates, either; although it appears at first glance that Virgin’s 1:2.5 is healthier than the BA Avios 1:2.4, both programmes allow you to redeem their currencies at different rates and for different rewards.

Where you live and where you’re likely to fly on a reward booking  will also have a bearing on your decision: if you’re based in the North West or London, Virgin’s Manchester, Heathrow and Gatwick-based route network to the USA, Caribbean, Africa, Hong Kong and Sydney may be appealing. If, however, you live nearer to Aberdeen, Edinburgh, Glasgow or Newcastle, as well as Manchester and London of course, or you don’t always want to fly faraway when you redeem, then British Airways’ domestic connections, shorthaul network and wider longhaul destinations list may tip the balance in their favour.

Of course, you’d have to be spending significant amounts on your weekly shop at Tesco for Clubcard to be your sole source of airline miles or points, so the biggest decision-maker in terms of which programme to favour will probably come down to how else you earn that currency. If you already earn more Avios than Flying Club Miles because you fly British Airways more frequently and/or further, then it makes sense to stick with Avios and build your pot to a useful balance – and vice versa.

And if you are a super-frequent flyer, then there’s alot to be said for keeping a healthy number of miles and points in a few airline programmes – as it’s sometimes the case that if one airline shows no availability then the other will come up trumps when you want to redeem.

Whatever you decide, the best news is that Virgin Flying Club members now have a new way to earn miles open to them, and that both they and BA Executive Club Members can earn more miles and Avios respectively until the end of March.

For full details on the Virgin Atlantic Flying Club & Tesco Clubcard promotion, click here.

For full details on the British Airways Executive Club Avios & Tesco Clubcard promotion, click here.

 

 

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Resting On The Rock – InterContinental Hotel Malta

by Continental Club on August 27, 2011  |  Leave a comment

With a population of 400,000, the Mediterranean island of Malta is barely bigger than Bristol.

And yet, in less than thirty years, this dusty rock between Sicily and North Africa has gone from being something of a premium hotel no-go zone, to offering choices from a fairly extraordinary range of major global chains.

Today, Starwood present their Westin and Le Meridien properties, and now Radisson BLU, Corinthia, Hilton, Kempinski, Golden Tulip, Maritim, RIU and even Relais & Chateaux are also to be found clinging to the cliffs of this largely beach-bereft former British colony.

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Cool in Catalunya – W Barcelona Hotel

by Continental Club on August 10, 2011  |  2 comments

It has been noted on several occasions that Continental Club gets about. Glamour, quite obviously, is our constant companion as we flit hither and thither through the skies.

Or not, as is sometimes the case.

All too often come those ‘It’s Wednesday; It must be Wolverhampton’ moments. So when the opportunity presents itself to break free from the banal and cast off the cookie-cutter, CC has resolved to snatch it with a grip hitherto reserved only for carousel case-catching.

Of course, staying off-piste can be fraught with the possibility of rocking-up at your icon of individuality to discover that it’s actually a festering stack of squalid dormitory.

Where, one wonders, will wow we weary wanderers without worry? Well, what about a W?

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Midnight To The Mediterranean – Air Malta Economy

by Continental Club on June 2, 2011  |  2 comments

To be honest it has got midlife crisis written all over it.

For in the past few months, Continental Club seems to have been reprising travels of yore with some regularity.

On this occasion then, our mind is cast back to the middle of a sultry 1981 night; a night further laden with excitement and expectation, as CC took to the skies for the very first time.

Destination: Malta. Airline: Air Malta. ETD: 02:00hrs.

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Glitterballs & Glamour – W London Leicester Square

by Continental Club on March 5, 2011  |  Leave a comment

Continental Club’s capital excursions tend to be bound at both ends by swift rides aboard the iron horse, or else brief blasts skywards in pressurised aluminium tubes, with nary a sunset ‘twixt travels. It’s something rather out-of-the-ordinary, then, for CC’s head to rest on a London bed.

W Hotel London Leicester Square, which opened on Valentine’s Day 2011 barely an arrow’s flight from the bow of Eros in Piccadilly Circus is, according to parent Starwood Hotels and Resorts Worldwide, Inc., something out-of-the-ordinary too. So, in the manner of a latter-day Dick Whittington, CC struck out for the metropolis with Samsonite and iPad in place of spotted hanky and stick, to test whether this third Euro-outpost of design-pioneers W Hotels brings woeful or wonderful to the West End.

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