Only once was I able to ride in a private Lear 25 jet. Granted, it wasn’t under the most pleasant circumstances (I was on an air ambulance training flight); never-the-less, as soon as we dropped off the patient the pilot (very cute I might add) did some Arial stunts that made my stomach roll over a few times. And I’ve been inside several Gulfstream Jets while attending aviation shows.
But I hate flying commercially. According to Forbes, “Rare is the business big shot or celebrity bright light who would be caught in commercial first-class these days. Russian billionaire Roman Abramovich reportedly owns a private jet to go along with his trio of yachts. New papa Tom Cruise, who topped our Celebrity 100 list this year, served sushi to Katie Holmes aboard his private jet on their first date. Damage to the windshield of Oprah Winfrey's private jet forced the talk queen to re-land at Santa Barbara Municipal Airport late last year. And in April, hip hop maestro Snoop Dogg departed London in a private jet following detention after his entourage clashed with police at a Heathrow departure lounge.
OK, what am I doing wrong? How can I convince my husband to buy me a private jet? I work extremely hard, save money, take care of the kids, go back and forth in car pool lanes, lead a decent and good life but I’m still going from point A to point B in my elite, classy Honda mini-van.