I made the long trek back from the Hilton London Heathrow not-even-close-to T4 to the Terminal check-in concourse arriving just before the counters opened at 4:30am.
Decided to sit rather than wait in line at that hour.
Whoa, now that's a lot of bags to check.
Once I got the head of the line and the check in agent, the La Première service kicked into high gear. When the agent pulled up my reservation, she perked up and called over an associate who asked if I would like to be escorted to the lounge. Oui, SVP. And so begins another amazing day with the best overall First Class product on the planet. Moments later, my personal Heathrow La Première assistant Louise introduced herself and escorted me to and thru Fast Track security, down an empty T4 concourse to the Sky Team Lounge. This lounge is huge with two similarly sized large levels. After Louise introduced me to the Lounge dragon, we headed upstairs to the 2nd level. Attractive modern lounge with plenty of seating... for the masses.
As a La Première passenger, Louise escorted me to my own private lounge, The V.I.P Room.
My own private bathroom.
Two servers arrived shortly after I arrived, to take my drink order and set up my own fruit plate and pastry tray.
I decided to check out the rest of the attractive lounge.
Serve yourself food station. I'm sure that if I had asked, the V.I.P servers would have brought any of this to the V.I.P. Room.
The main level of the lounge offered a similar layout. The lower level food station is not open for breakfast.
At around T-30, Louise returned to escort me to my Air France A318 at nearby Gate 21. I was the first to board and we bid adieu as she introduced me to the cabin crew. Typical Euro Business Class coach seating with an open middle. And an open aisle today as I had all 3 bulkhead seats to myself.
Not the best legroom but the absence of rowmates made the 50 minute flight easy to take.
Sky Team partner Alitalia whose days may be numbered.
Once in the air, my continental breakfast. Tiny sloping tray table made is tough to keep the food tray from sliding off.
With an Alain Ducasse meal only an hour away, I picked at the prosciutto. But devoured the deliciously warm and fresh croissant.
Foggy morning on approach to CDG.
