Far be it for me to use this blog as bully pulpit but I really do need to air something here. Yesterday, on a 2 hour flight from Panama City up to San Salvador, in regular/economy class, I and my fellow travelers were served a delicious small meal consisting of either a chicken or chorizo empanda (chorizo, please), a pack of creme sandwhich cookies, and a bag of doritos. This is in contrast to the 5 and 1/2 hour flight down on United to Panama City where we were offered...
...nothing.
Not even a pack of peanuts, not that that would mean much on a 5 plus hour flight. If you wanted something, you either bought it or brought it.
Hey, United Airlines. I have two words for you.
And the second is "You".
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