Flying private with my cousin and cousin-in-law from South Florida to Oklahoma was everything I imagined it would be - no security lines, no cramped seats, and champagne at 30,000 feet. The convenience of landing at a smaller airport closer to my family made the trip feel effortless. But when I compared the $200 commercial ticket to the $20,000 private jet cost, reality hit hard. While I'd love to never deal with commercial airline hassles again, I'll have to save private jet travel for when my net worth has a few more zeros. Until then, I'll be squeezing into economy seats with everyone else, dreaming of the day when private travel becomes my new normal.