For most of us, the airport is not an enjoyable place.

We have to get there hours before our flight takes off.

We stand in long lines to check our bags,

we're herded through body scanners, shoeless, and confused.

And on the plane, we're serenated by crying babies

and crushed by the guy in front of us who insists on reclining his chair.

But for the privileged view, there's a parallel universe where none of these problems exist, where traveling by air is a breeze.

You pull the car right up to the plane. There's somebody waiting outside for you.

They know exactly where you're going.

They're greeting you, grabbing your bags. There's a red carpet waiting as you enter the doorway to the plane and you're on your way.

That's Anthony Tivnan. He runs a private jet company in Boston.

You're sitting in a 30-40 million dollar airplane with just your family watching

whatever you want to watch, listening to whatever you want to listen to.

It's Ritz-Coulton, it's four seasons.

There's a beautiful setup.

If you want to grab a drink, champagne, scotch,

you can have an outstanding dinner, three, four, five course meals, and then you can head to the rear of the cabin

and have a full-size bed made up and sleep for the rest of the flight.

Executives and celebrities shell out millions of dollars for regular access to this convenience.

But critics say we are paying for it too. They don't pay the real costs of their airspace use. They don't pay the real costs of their

airspace use. They don't pay the real costs of their ecological emissions. You're really talking about the 0.001 percent, the

ultra wealthy that are the beneficiaries of the system that the rest of us subsidize.

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