Quick note: this is an overview of the old Delta 767-400 economy product from 2018. I’ve since written a full review of latest Delta 767-400 economy product, which is a huge improvement over what you will see below. With that out of the way, let’s have a look at the drivel I wrote in 2018:
Remember when I wrote a full review of Delta 767-400 premium economy? That was several years ago, and back then, I was disappointed that the interiors were dated and not anywhere up to current Delta standards.
I had the opportunity to get another ride on one of these things exactly one month ago, and (spoiler alert) – they haven’t done a stinkin’ thing with these birds since the last time. They still feature 20 year old interiors with tiny video screens. There’s no mood lighting. And they even smell the same too.
Oops. Did I give away too much in this introduction? Possibly. But if 20 year old aircraft interiors (which smell like diapers and stale coffee) are your thing, it behooves you to scroll down and check out the pics.
San Diego, CA (SAN) – Atlanta, GA (ATL)
Sunday, December 23, 2018
Duration: 3 hours 19 minutes
Seat: 36G (economy class)
The video I created for this flight is an especially good one, especially because you’ll get to see how difficult is for me to walk into the airport with *two* full size suitcases. How often does that happen?
Just how rare was the Delta 767-400 at SAN in in 2018?
Those of you familiar with the San Diego International Airport will know that the Delta 767-400 is rare here. Like Great White Elk rare. It shows up every now and then, but for the most part, I could probably count the number of times it’s been here on all of my fingers and toes.
Most of the times that it’s been here have been during the holiday season for the past two years. It seems that Delta has some spare 767-400s sitting around at that time, and they’ve been generous enough to send one to San Diego to replace an existing aircraft on the Atlanta to San Diego run. It usually shows up a couple days before Christmas, and then flies away for good just after the start of the new year.
Being that my wife and I needed to fly to Florida to visit my family for Christmas, hitching a ride on the stretchy 767 fit into our plans perfectly. What wasn’t so perfect was the fact that this Christmas trip to visit family meant that I had to step a bit out of my comfort zone and travel with two very large suitcases that would need to be checked.
Most of you know that I normally travel with nothing but my trusty (and small) black North Face backpack, so having to yank around two big heavy suitcases was a challenge. I would definitely not enjoy traveling so much if I had to do this all the time.
The pre-flight stuff
Not only was traveling with two large suitcases a somewhat different sensation for me, having a travel companion was interesting as well. That meant instead of running to the windows like an eight-year-old to check out every cool airplane that I saw, I had to do more “adult” things such as standing in line for Starbucks coffee and finding a quiet place to sit that wasn’t in the sun.
It also had to be within close proximity to our gate. If it wasn’t for my wife, I would never have these opportunities to act like an adult.
Boarding for this flight to Atlanta was delayed a bit, which was starting to make me nervous because we had a very tight connection.
Considering that it was two days before Christmas, missing our connection had the potential to be disastrous with every other flight being packed solid. It’s times like this where I mentally force myself to stop looking at my watch, because well…ignorance is bliss.
Coincidentally enough, it was at exactly this moment when a visibly frustrated guy walked right by me muttering “GOD I HATE AIRPORTS” under his breath. Amen brother.
My thoughts on the old Delta 767-400 economy interior
Our delay grew longer as the boarding process continued, and I was starting to get the feeling that we were screwed once the pilot made an announcement that they were still waiting on some paperwork. “Sorry folks but it’s going to be about another 10 to 15 minutes”, he said with a cool and collected southern drawl.
However, the experienced traveler in me knew that “10 to 15 minutes” really meant 25 to 30. At least. There was no way that we were we were going to make our connection in Atlanta now.
Good news came about 10 minutes after departure when the pilot made another announcement that flying time would be a very short three hours and nineteen minutes. If that were to be true, it would give us approximately 45 minutes to make the connection – which seemed entirely plausible even at a busy airport such as ATL.
Economy class food isn’t what it used to be
It goes without saying that I had consumed my usual (ritualistic?) Healthwhich at SAN prior to this flight, so I wasn’t starving or anything. My wife wasn’t hungry either, which is never a surprise because she’s never hungry anyway. It’s weird and I don’t get it.
Despite the lack of a grumbling stomach, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to order up one of those nine-dollar fruit and cheese plates.
I don’t know about you, but is cheese not the perfect airplane food? It’s easy to eat, it’s finger friendly, and it won’t emit a stench that’ll make everybody in close proximity gag. The only problem is that I’m still just a poor travel blogger who can’t afford this kind of stuff, so it probably behooves me to stop wasting my money like this. However, I chalked this one up as “trip report content” and ate it with a smile knowing that this review was going to be that much better for it.
Delta also offers complementary snacks and drinks, so it’s not necessary to purchase food if you just want something to nibble on.
They were offering Biscoff cookies, pretzels, and granola bars on this flight, and they were more than generous to give my wife one of each when she couldn’t decide which one to go for. Let that be a lesson for anyone feeling hungry.
The arrival into Atlanta
The novelty of being on a Delta 767–400 from San Diego to Atlanta was wearing down as the flight went on. It was becoming more worrisome to me that we would have a very small chance of making our connection, and the only hope would be if we arrived at the same terminal we would be departing from. Ha! Like that ever happens…
I tried not to think about the possibility of missing our next flight as I focused my attention on getting really good sunset footage for the video and this written review instead. It was kind of like how the dentist uses really cheesy posters on the ceiling as a distraction while coming at you with industrial-strength power tools.
The approach into ATL was under complete darkness unfortunately, so there wasn’t much to see on the way in. I was quite proud of myself for not looking at my watch though, because no good could have come from that.
Normally I’m not so worried about missing a connection, but with this being Christmas and all, I wasn’t looking forward to the possibility of driving the rest of the way down to Florida.
Immediately after touchdown, a flight attendant made an announcement that we would be arriving at terminal F. Our flight down to West Palm Beach would be departing out of terminal A. Ouch. Get ready to run!
Considering that we had less than 35 minutes to make our connection, I wasn’t feeling very optimistic. My wife was the total trooper though, because she was determined that we could do it and we hit the ground running as soon as we stepped off the plane. I had no say in the matter.
It should be noted that Delta had already rebooked us on the next flight down to West Palm Beach that evening, which just so happened to be departing two hours later. I didn’t even realize that there was one more flight to PBI that evening, so things were looking up as we dashed our way across the entirety of ATL. Running is a lot more fun when there’s no stress involved. It’s a lot less embarrassing as well.
If you’re curious, we made the flight by the skin of our teeth. However, I was in no mood to be trip reporting at that point, so there will be no review of that segment.