The funniest cabin crew I had on a short direct flight from San Diego to Las Vegas ... the captain came on and said "Good morning, ladies and gentleman, this is Southwest flight [whatever] to Las Vegas, stopping in Victorville, Fallbrook, Modesto, Fresno, Carson City, Denver, Los Angeles and Blythe. Our flight time will be two weeks, four days, seven hours and 12 minutes."
On that same flight, they had problems parking the Jetway (airbridge?) to let people off, and everyone was standing up, waiting to file off the plane. The jetway was repeatedly bumping into the side of the aircraft, and the pilot turned on the "fasten seat belts" sign. Hilarious.
My recent BA flight was comfortable, though I think the extra money to sit in Club World or above would be well spent. Actually -- on my outward flight, I requested to sit in the very last row on the aisle, so I could put my seatback as far back as I liked, without people yelling at me that I was knocking over their orange juice or what-have-you. My return flight wasn't so lucky ... I got stuck in a middle seat between a stinky Dane and a Frenchman with bad teeth.
