I had little doubt that I would receive a birthday rubber duck when visiting the Lufthansa First Class Terminal on my birthday, but I did not expect to receive a very special additional one.
Birthday Surprise In Lufthansa First Class Terminal
After arriving from New York on LH401 before the sun had even risen, I stamped into Germany and walked over to the First Class Terminal. Admittedly, I was a bit apprehensive (just like on the coronavirus duck trip). Would there any any ducks left? I had heard multiple reports, including some comments on this blog, that ducks were no longer available.
I was one of the first passengers in the First Class Terminal and was warmly greeted by a team of Lufthansa concierge. While being escorted through security, I mentioned it was my birthday and that I had chosen to fly Lufthansa to Croatia instead of direct for a birthday duck.
The attendant nodded and told me to sit tight. Meanwhile, I ordered a cappuccino and settled in my usual seat in the lounge overlooking the crew base below.
The coffee arrived…and moments later the duck did as well. I was elated! This little birthday duck will always be a reminder of spending my birthday in the air, something I’ve never done before.
And if that was the end of the story, it would be a happy one…I had succeeded in what I set out for and had a contagious smile across my face.
But wait. There’s more.
Later on, I sat down for breakfast. In the First Class Terminal, I like to eat filet mignon for breakfast and figured a birthday steak would hit the spot (indeed it did).
While enjoying my steak, my concierge returned with a bag. “This is something extra special for you, Mr. Klint,” she said.
Curiously, I pulled out the object and unwrapped it.
It was another birthday duck! The old one. Somehow the team had found another one.
Oh what as smile spread across my face, not only for the second duck, but for the thoughtfulness of the gesture, including the special card and the effort.
This is how loyalty is won and further solidifies my unflinching loyally to Lufthansa. Did I get the red carpet treatment because I am a blogger? I’d like to think not. If so, it was never let on. But I’ve been treated like a king in this lounge long before my blog and know that Lufthansa treats all its special customers well.
Finally, it was time to go. I was escorted downstairs to the chauffeur service and said goodbye. I’ve enjoyed many happy times in the First Class Terminal, but this will go down as my happiest.