One of the many only times I have ever flown for an airplane was a complete problem. It started right off the bat when I first got to the airport. We tried to find parking but it surely seemed there was none to be had. After some time in the parking lot, my father decided to just drop us off with the entrance. It took him an extra 20 minutes to get a spot and he barely meant it was to the gate on time for boarding. Then, while boarding, they realized they double-seated the flight and were aiming to suggest they could not let’s on since our seats were within the “lower priority” sections. We bought on, but the HVAC system had stopped working right even as we were taking off. Being during winter, the plane’s heating system to be real necessary. Not to mention, even in the summer, a plane without climate control may get very cold, considering the altitude at which you are flying. Either way, the heating system was down and there was nothing anybody could do regarding this. In lieu of the cooling failure, they passed out more blankets and apologized. Apologies don’t keep you warm like an actual heater does though. The blankets were also pretty subpar. After two hours of flying with no heating, the clouds started to thin out along with the sun started to cover slightly for the faulty climate control equipment. Before we landed, they gave everyone a drink to apologize for the HVAC outage. In any claim, the whole ordeal was extremely miserable.