Of course there are celebrities, who have demands. Every time a certain action star is back, the team knows he won’t leave until he’s eaten three specially prepared hamburgers. A former Charlie’s Angel used to get so cranky waiting for her Red Bull, it’s now always available where she can grab it. Most—but not all—of these requests are catered to within private rooms nested like Russian dolls inside the lounges.
The most VIP way through LAX isn’t at LAX at all, but via a separate terminal on the far side of the runway. The Private Suite is a members-only club that costs $4,500 per year, plus a minimum of $2,700 per flight. (An offshoot is in the works at JFK.) If that’s your thing, it’s a good deal: Each stay includes $2,000 in minibar amenities, plus massages, manicures, haircuts, and car service straight to the aircraft. And yet, the average member spends one measly hour in their personal suite.
That’s because the biggest value proposition is time saved—security here is a car-door-to-plane-door affair, much like flying private. And since the whole operation is pre-TSA, passengers can get delivery service from Nobu or a one-on-one session with their personal tailor.
So who buys in? About 50% of the members are business execs; the others are celebs escaping the paparazzi. Meghan Markle’s mom used the facility en route to the royal wedding, and Jamie Foxx is a fan, too.
At least some of that inflation is due to the high costs of operating in an airport. Consider the limited storage space and that all goods need to fit through security, which means retailers can’t buy in bulk. Add the high cost of labor—airport employees get compensated for parking, as well as a daily hour of extra commuting time I personally endured to and from the off-site employee lot—and the $6 bottle of water starts to make more sense. But even with all those added costs, most franchises report that their LAX outposts are their brand’s most profitable locations.
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我們又跑去LA旅行啦! 這次的旅行也是臨時起義 ,是我們第一次選擇在暑假高峰時段出遊,還好機票是用點數換的住宿也是借宿親戚家,花費不多所以我們決定就衝了💪
這次親子旅遊11天的創舉是我們全家一起出發,不過我只跟他們一起玩六天(因為我不能請假太多,必須回去上班😭),剩下的五天則是由J大爺獨自帶著娜菱一打二五天!五天!五天!是不是很厲害⁉️回夏威夷之前我對於阿爸帶小孩的標準只有..... 『小孩安全回家、電話手機錢包不要掉就好』 哈哈哈! 沒有很難吧?!
出發當天我還是照樣5點起常去跑步,再回家打包行李,娜菱的個人衣物娛樂用品前兩天就已經自己準備好,我再做最後檢查即可。早早飛機三小時前我們就前往機場去貴賓室用餐,PRIORITY PASS真的很好好用,我們去的是在Inter-Island Terminal的Plumeria Lounge,有三明治、熱湯、韓國辣泡麵、沙拉、餅乾、小點心、chips、巧克力、飲料、咖啡、茶....應有盡有,我很推👍
五個小時的飛行時間可能是因為娜菱平時在家極少看電視,機上電影足足幫我babysit了兩三個小時,後來又茅起來畫coloring book,發現小菱的畫功又增進不少,好不容易熬到最後半小時,我們很幸運坐了晚上10:35抵達LAX的飛機,在下降前五分鐘看到了機場附近很多城市的🇺🇸國慶日煙火🎆完全不用人擠人看煙火,實在太開心了🥳
這次我也見識到了在國定假日旅行的craziness,July 4th算是🇺🇸五大節日之一,旅行的人之多的可怕,下機後行李等了好久、終於拿到行李去等rental car接駁車也等好久(LAX的車流量有夠恐怖多的)、到了rental car company又是大排長龍,好不容易拿到車要上路時已經是當地時間半夜12:30😱,好險小孩🈶️時差(夏威夷時間9:30pm)所以一上車(已經是LA時間半夜12:30)馬上就秒睡😴最後因為飛機沒提供免費餐點,我們一開出parking lot馬上就是買In-n-Out,我實在是太❤️愛❤️『Protein Style Burger』了🍔 另一個創舉就是此趟旅行我們決定不帶推車(第一次),我很驚訝娜菱一路跟我們走全程都沒有討抱喔!👍👍👍她們果然長大了😊 這次真的是非常完美的一個flight experience 😊 接下來的幾天就等著被我的『洛杉磯大吃大喝遊記』轟炸吧!
✅ Day 1 (Thursday):
2:55pm HNL - 10:35pm LAX
✅ Day 2 (Friday):
Adventure City - (Lunch) Banh Mi Saigon - Adventure Park - (Dinner) Han Taiwanese Restaurant
✅ Day 3 (Saturday):
Pickleball - (Breakfast) Luxweet - Park - (Lunch) Phoholic - Discovery Cube - (Dinner) Nguyen's Kitchen - Jacuzzi
✅ Day 4 (Sunday):
(Brunch) 宏城Irvine China Garden - The Orange Outlet - 拜訪親戚 - - 盛和海鮮酒家
✅ Day 5 (Monday):
(Breakfast) Krispy Kreme - IKEA - (Lunch) 沸點 - 游泳 - (Dinner) Tokyo Center - Jacuzzi
✅ Day 6 (Tuesday):
Trader Joe's - Dollar Tree - (Lunch) Vietnamese Sandwich - 2pm Check-in Great Wolf Lodge - 4:30pm 回夏威夷當蔡小姐
✅ Day 7 (Wednesday):
Great Wolf Lodge
✅ Day 8 (Thursday):
Great Wolf Lodge
✅ Day 9 (Friday):
未完待續
✅ Day 10 (Saturday):
未完待續
✅ Day 11 (Sunday):
未完待續
#2019LATrip
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My fellow ladies,sisters,friends,fans, please take some time to read this inspirational story that was in today's Star, and share:
From Chin Xin Ci:
"As I sit here writing this, I am just so grateful to be alive.
To think that 30 hours ago I had a knife to my throat, face to face with the threat of being kidnapped and raped.
It was a Sunday, at 5.22PM. I was alone, walking towards my boyfriend's car in level B2 of The Curve, Mutiara Damansara. He was not in town, and I was running errands with his car. Just as I was putting my shopping bags in the rear seat, the rear car door was slammed against my back, and a meat cleaver was pressed against my throat. A man covered my mouth with his hand, and whispered not to scream. He then shoved me onto the floor of the backseat of the car and waved the cleaver at me, reminding me not to scream. He was skinny, wearing a baggy turqoise blue t-shirt, had a thick moustache and short curly hair, approx 5'8", mid-30s, and of Indian descent.
At this moment, a second man appeared. He was also in his mid-30s. He was wearing a red t-shirt, had a crewcut, and was of Malay descent. He grabbed my car keys and demanded for my parking ticket. I couldn't remember where it was. They shoved me deeper into the car, and the Indian man got into the back seat with me, while the Malay man got into the driver's seat, driving us out of the carpark.
I told them they could take everything, just let me go. But at that point they didn't even ask for money. Instead, the Indian man started to make sexual advances. Then it hit me. "Oh my God. Oh my God. This is really happening. I'm being kidnapped.. and I think I know what they want."
From this moment on, there were a few crucial things that happened that I think is the reason I'm alive today.
1. I managed to get into a position to escape.
When they got into the car, the Indian man had tried to force my body down onto the floor. I knew that the moment I'm on the floor, there would be no chance of escape. So I begged him to let me sit up. I promised him I wouldn't scream or alert anyone's attention. Thankfully, he trusted me, and let me sit up, gripping my arm tightly. Then I told him my arm really hurt and to please not grip it so hard. He loosened his grip.
2. I did not fight for the sake of fighting.
I was in an enclosed space, with no clear escape route. I would never win in a fight with these 2 guys, especially when they have sharp weapons. Had I fought, I may not have been in a position to escape. I might've even been knocked out cold, and God only knows where I would be right now.
3. I was lucky and sneaky.
I knew that the only way to escape, was to jump out of the car, even if it was moving. They had locked the car doors. So I leaned back, pretended to scratch my hair, and shakily unlocked the door I was leaning against. I was so lucky they did not see or hear this!
4. I went 'crazy' at the right time.
And then I waited. I knew that the car would have to slow down outside the parking lot, as it exits to merge with car on the main roads. The moment it slowed down, I opened the car door and tried to make a run for it. I failed. I kicked my legs out of the car, but the Indian man had managed to pull my body back in. From that moment on, everything was a blur. I remember the Malay driver temporarily stopping the car, leaning over from the driver's seat and attempting to close the door and pull my legs in. At that point I remember thinking, "Even if I don't get out now, I need to keep the door open and my legs out the door. At the very least, it should cause a scene, and someone would see me. Or, the door might hit another car and they'll be forced to slow down." So I continued kicking. I managed to have my right foot pushed against the wide-open car door to keep it open. I recall elbowing, struggling, kicking, and even biting. I lost my glasses, and was struggling blindly for my life. At some point the Malay driver yelled, "BAGI DIA LEPAS! BAGI DIA LEPAS!" (Let her go! Let her go!) and the Indian man loosened his grip. I made a jump out of the still-moving car, and ran for my life.
5. I acted in spite of the fear.
My friends said I was brave. But I didn't feel like it at that moment. I was quivering and shaking in fear. I was so afraid. I thought I was going to die. I was weak with fear and deathly afraid. I truly thought "this was it". But I knew I HAD to move. I had to run. Or there would be a worser fate in store for me. While I was quaking in fear, I forced myself to look around and see if there was any way I could escape, or even catch someone's eye.
6. I remembered the people I love.
The only thing that matters when you're faced with potentially horrendous fate, is the people in your life. When I felt the knife to my neck, the first thing I thought was, "This cannot be happening. I must be dreaming." The second, the people that truly matter to me flashed across my mind. It sounds cliche, but it's true. I thought of my parents. My brother. Khailee. Esther. More people. That's all I could think of for a few moments, before I started brainstorming my escape.
I ran towards the Maybank outlet at the Curve. There were plenty of people milling around. I screamed for help over and over again. I was hysterical. I grabbed an older Malay man by his shoulders and begged for help before practically collapsing at his feet.
I will always remember the relief and liberation I felt, running over Mutiara Damansara's manicured grass and into the crowd.
Today, I found out that the entire ordeal from the moment I left the parking ticket payment machine, to my escape, happened in about 4 minutes. To me, it felt like one long nightmare.
We never think its going to happen to us... and then it does. I used to think that this is something that happens only in the papers and to people far, far removed from me. But then, it did happen to me. I moved to PJ/KL 6 years ago, and I've spent countless mornings, afternoons and nights at The Curve. When my friends and I were organizing Rock Up! back in 2008, we were walking around the place at 4AM even. It's been 6 years, and never once did I feel that I was unsafe at The Curve. Until yesterday.
I feel like moving out of the country ASAP. Getting the hell out of this state where you hear of a kidnapping or attempted one every month (remember Nayati?), or a snatch theft every week. And yet I'm fully aware of the fact that in another country with more lax firearm laws, they would've been holding a gun to my head, not a cleaver. And that would've been so, so much worse.
I'm Blessed. By God's grace, I am alive and relatively well. And I will live another day to build another cat iPhone app. It just was not my time to go. And for that, I thank God.
I want to share this story with everyone because cops tell me that they rarely get to hear it from someone who escapes.
Girls, be so very careful. Be vigilant, and please try not to go anywhere alone. If you need to walk to the carpark, and you're alone, get a guard to go with you. I was recently told that it's part of their job description to assist anyone if needed.
Guys, watch out for your girlfriends, wives, mothers, sisters and friends. Walk with them, don't take their paranoia or fear lightly. Watch out for them.
And everyone, just watch out for each other. Take care of each other. These things really DO happen. As I ran out of the car, so many people came to help me. Strangers who didn't know who I was, came forward and offered me tissue paper, water, cellphones, and general comfort.
Malaysians, please care for one another. You already do. Just keep on caring. Keep watching out for each other. Don't worry about being thought of as "busy body" or "overreacting". The world can be a cruel place, but all it takes is for people to care for one another to make all the difference."
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