My Air Jamaica/Caribbean Airlines travel

After many debate for my travel date, I finally decided to take the 'red eye' into New York; this is the first time I'm ever travelling at this hour on an airplane.

The flight is at 11:55 p.m. and you have to ensure that you are boarding the plane at 11:15 p.m.

The NMIA has renovated its site to a more upscale, longer walking process and I don't think this consideration is taken into account when they are blasting your name over the intercom that you need to be on the plane immediately (this is now 11:30 p.m) or else your luggage will be removed and your seat bumped.

After hearing my name, I hurriedly clip-clop my way down the halls like a plane taxing on the runway... miles of walking to get to this departure gate.

11:35 p.m and I'm in the plane walking down the aisle to find my seat and try to find space to put my hand luggage.

My first reservations about the flight happened when I realized I will be flying on a small plane in the wee hours of the morning for hours upon end. Trying not to let that deter me, I went and sat as comfortably as i could in the middle seat of the two aisle plane.

I was caught between a kid about 15 years and a man who is probably suffering from short jokes and short man syndrome.

11:55 p.m - Departure time, yeaaaa..."Good night ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain XYZ speaking. Unfortunately my copilot is not here and therefore we are running a little late. He should be here in another 15 - 20 minutes. Do sit back comfortably as we apologize for this delay".

12:30 a.m flight attendant informed an inquiring passenger that the copilot is here on the plane and is doing his final checks.

12:40 a.m - "Good evening, rather, good morning ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain XYZ informing you that we are about to take off. Estimate time of arrival will be 3 hours and 28 minutes and we'll be flying at an altitude of about xxx feet. Do enjoy your flight"

1:30 a.m "would you like biscuit or chips?" ....

"ummm... biscuit, thanks"

1:40 a.m "soda, juice or water for you?"

"pepsi please - and may i have a blanket and a pillow please?"

'oh, I'm sorry miss, this flight does not carry either"

WTF...

In an instant my brain went in overdrive... how could somebody in their right mind have a flight at this hour in an uncomfortably cold aircraft and not provide you with either of the necessities to even try and make your flight a little bit more enjoyable even after seeing you scrunched up in the middle seat?

I tried every position possible to get a nap.

I almost got whip lashed from bucking down the place when i was about to doze off in dreamland.

My legs got cramped, my arm died at some point and I'm sure my fingers turned blue.

5:20 the plane landed with the regular intercom voice announcing that you should remain seated until the seat belt signs are off...blah, blah, blah, which the passengers clearly ignored.

THEN the mile long trek began at JFK to get to immigration.

My review on my flight - IT SUCKED.