I found myself relaxing most of the night before my flight to New York. At about 1AM, I looked at my United reservation in dismay. My flight from Zurich to Frankfurt was there, as was my onward flight from New York. The Lufthansa First segment was missing in action. Fast forward an hour later and with the help of a United agent, I managed to get the segment restored. Nevertheless, it seemed prudent to head over to over to the airport a bit early. If everything was fine, I’d wind up enjoying more time in the First Class Terminal. If things weren’t, I’d have more lead time to resolve everything.
After catching a few hours of sleep, I checked out of the Sheraton and walked along the arrivals level to the First Class Terminal.
The main entrance to the building is on the second floor, with a driveway attached to it. The first floor entrance, accessible from the sidewalk from the arrivals level, has an elevator up to the check-in desks.
I quickly checked-in with the agent and then passed through the most courteous security screening before entering the lounge.
The lounge had a small display case filled with some of the collectible-edition, Lufthansa rubber ducks.
Having put down my bags, I ventured over to look at my options for breakfast. (On account of the precarious state my reservation was in, I opted to head straight to the terminal rather than visit the lounge at the Sheraton for food.)
Shortly into my meal, the check-in agent returned with my boarding pass, my passport, and a New Years edition rubber duck.
The tables throughout the lounge had drink menus. I think those are fairly understandable.
…but water? That seems a bit more far fetched.
About 30 minutes before departure, I began packing up my laptop bag in anticipation of needing to depart. Around then, one of the lounge attendants found me and escorted me to the lower level so I could exit the Schengen Area and be driven over to my flight.