Yeeeeeehaaa, I finally have it in my possession: the iconic Delft blue house from KLM, the gift at the end of the flight, for everyone lucky enough to board at the front. Now I can act all interesting as if that's everyday life, but no: I was a business class virgin. In hindsight, I might have preferred to stay that way, because I can tell you that I'm ruined for good. You never want to go back to ‘just‘ fly. It's not normal. The food, the service, the seat that can lie flat (!), the cutlery, the flight attendants, even the blankets: everything is just three levels better. I have quite a bit of trouble with claustrophobia and I'm always overjoyed when we land again, but this time I actually found it a shame. I no longer recognize myself. Thank you KLM, for the insane service. And, I've picked up a hobby: collecting houses!