So much chatter these days about amenities we want on long trip from say, New York to Paris, so let’s just take a moment today to tip our hats to Charles Lindbergh, who left New York for for Paris on the morning of May 20, 1927.
Thirty-three hours, 30 minutes, and 3,610 miles later he landed safely at Le Bourget Field, near Paris.
He was flying alone. So no one brought him a meal, a pillow a blanket or even a tiny bag of peanuts.
Read more about the plane and the flight here.
