airline experience

I dreamt that I was going on a trip on a plane. I was sitting in my seat and was next to a friend. Well, sort of a friend, more of a pleasant acquaintance. Some people in the row wanted to move so I had to get up. I was thinking... I wonder how much it would be to move to first class, because it just might be worth it. As I got up to stand in the open area, I looked back in the plane. I realized I was already in a higher class than coach. The coach seats were as they are now. Tight rows of 3-4 seats. I was in more of a lounge sofa. It was one long sofa with plenty of space in front, side tables, compartments to store things and that part of the plan was wider than four planes, or more like 9 since there was another area mirroring it on the other side. I sat back down being grateful for my seat. I did realize I wasn't near a window. I had always asked for a window seat, but it seemed in this reality, I always asked for the end of the sofa in the aisle with my pleasant acquaintance. It made sense some how. Then the plane was getting read for take off. My friend and I found the items in the compartments that became normal "gifts" from the airline for that class of ticket. This time we both had jersey's of some popular team, but the seemed more like fashionable biking shirts. We both stuffed them in our carry-ons. Then we were departing. A huge family was just walking on and the plane was going up in the air. I thought how could this be happening? They don't take-off until we are all sat and buckled... then I realized again.. oh yes, in the reality, they had fixed that and it was much more casual.