“Ninety minutes from New York to Paris.”
Donald Fagen sang that in his retro‐futuristic album, The Nightfly.*
When we lived in England, 21 years ago, it was the twilight of the Concorde era. Those amazing jets were being phased out because they made a lot of noise (breaking the sound barrier) and were very expensive to fly.
But British Airways had a special around Christmas time — you could fly the Concorde to Iceland for something like $150 round‐trip. But that was more than we could afford at the time.
I will always regret not taking that flight.
Photo courtesy of Eduard Marmet and used via the Wikimedia Commons license.
* Great album, by the way — if you’re into jazz‐pop of that era.