Posted on 02/20/2019 2:09:00 AM PST by C19fan
Meet JFK's first on-airport hotel—complete with midcentury modern guest rooms, a 10,000-square-foot rooftop deck with pool, and a Jean-Georges restaurant.
An abandoned airport terminal at New York’s John F. Kennedy International Airport has been reborn as the TWA Hotel, a stylish stay channeling the jet age. While the once-groundbreaking Trans World Airlines ceased operations in 2001, and the terminal closed in October of that year, the luxe hotel pays homage to the original architecture of the 1962 building designed by architect Eero Saarinen.
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And the stewardesses passed out those small packs of cigs. I think they were 4 packs if I remember correctly. No ‘sardining’ back then either.
One of the advantages of flying TWA at the time is you could fly TWA domestically to this terminal and transfer to TWA international within the same terminal; no scrambling to transfer between domestic and international terminals in the rest of the airport.
That looks like something from “The Jetsons”.
My beloved recalls as a college student booking a First Class seat at the last minute because of a mix-up.
He practically ran the full length of the airport to get to the correct terminal.
Turns out, they held the plane for him. He was the only person on that flight in First Class.
He said it was a weird experience at that age, what with having a stewardess assigned to his section just paying attention to him. And he mentioned her as being absolutely beautiful.
The Rotary phones are available through several magazines.
I have the pink Princess Rotary phone. My beloved got it for me.
LOL
I had a buddy, now deceased, who was one of the top corporate photographers for TWA. He had photos, like this and the others, that were great. He started with them in his early 20s and worked his whole career with that company.
My mother's first airplane flight--and her first visit to another US state--was aboard a TWA Super Constellation bound for Kansas City in 1959. At the time, most airliners were piston-driven, but there were a few jets in service, and man, were they noisy.
The classy days of air travel. Now, flights are just cattle cars.
Plus, Hollywood stars flying, lit cigarettes, getting on or off the Connie.
We knew a St. Paul restaurant owner who was also the ticket agent for TWA at Mpls/St. Paul Airport.
He did his ticket duty for two flights in the morning, ran back to downtown to open the Thai restaurant he and his wife owned, then back at 4pm for the two more flights by TWA.
He said the pay was pitiful but free flying was a benefit he couldn’t pass up.
Ping
I saw that building when I went to NY with my mom ~1961. She said it was supposed to represent a bird in flight.
I was thinking A Clockwork Orange.
Wonder if the hotel is *soundproofed*?
How are these rotary phones supposed to work?
To my understanding modern phone networks no longer
support pulse dialing.
At one time, I believe, the airlines hired stewardesses who were registered nurses, skilled at calming nerves and tending to the airsick.
On August 31, 1961, I boarded a US Overseas Airlines DC-6 for a flight to Germany. The flight took 19 hours and included a stop in Gander, Newfoundland, the first time in my life that I had set foot outside the US. It was not nearly as comfortable as the United Airlines DC-8 that had brought us from Denver to New York two days earlier, my first-ever flight.
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