What dreams are made of

I don't lust for many really, really expensive things. I'm not interested in owning a Bentley. I couldn't care less about carrying a Hermès handbag. I have no interest in wearing a Movado watch. And Versace can keep their clothes.

However, there is one very, very expensive thing I'd love to own or at least have access to. That is a Cessna Citation X private jet.

I love to travel but unfortunately the golden age of travel is over and we are left with the annoying age of travel. Flying is a nightmare. Between over-priced tickets, being subject to invasive searches and of course worrying that the person or persons who really need to be searched haven't been, flying just isn't what it once was.


That is why I dream of having a Cessna Citation X. Why this particular jet you ask? Well for one it is the fastest non-military passenger plane on earth. It has a cruise speed of 607 miles per hour. That's San Francisco to New York in just about 4 hours. Commercial flights take about 6 hours. That means I could make a day trip to N.Y and be back in my own bed that night!

Also I would love the luxury of it. Imagine the comfortable seats. Imagine being served from a menu of your choosing. Imagine not being surrounded by a bunch of annoyed and angry people.

This kind of travel doesn't come cheap though. The base price is about 22 million dollars. So the chances of me ever having one are pretty slim. But if I ever win the lottery Citation X here I come!