Checking in with new status
The main lines were chaotic, but I walked past them toward the quiet carpet of the premium section. A smiling attendant stood behind the first-class counter, waiting for my approach.
I placed my passport on the polished surface, my hand steady and sure. She opened the booklet and typed a few commands into her computer while I waited patiently.
For the first time in my life, I wasn’t looking for the cheapest economy seat available.