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Most Annoying Travel Habits
Front-Ranger:
While travelling with children can be stressful, I've found a few things that help, and I would also recommend travelling with your children as often as you can. It helps them be more self confident and better global citizens when they are older.
One tip is to fly first class. When my daughter was about 2, we obtained her first frequent flyer card, and the airline promoted us to first class as a thank you. As all the passengers filed onto the plane, she said, "I'm sitting here and you're not!" (which was cute but also a little mean; most people laughed or smiled). Flying first class is also great when you have a babe in arms, particularly since I've found the best way to quiet a crying baby is breast feeding it. The other first class passengers are not particularly happy with me being there with a child, but tough!!
Airlines vary in the way they accommodate children. The best experience I ever had was when I flew to Zurich when my daughter was about 10 months old on Swiss Air. For take off, there was a special seat belt that hooked onto my seat belt so I could hold her in my lap but still have her be safe. Then, while my husband and I enjoyed a four course dinner and a movie, my daughter was stowed in a swinging hammock above my head, complete with a down comforter. The hammock also held extra diapers, toys, and mementoes of the trip. Now that was heaven!!
serious crayons:
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on December 29, 2008, 01:28:14 pm ---One tip is to fly first class.
--- End quote ---
Ha. These days I can barely afford coach ...
But once we did fly first class, because we got to the airport late and those were the only seats left. (I've told this story before -- I hope not on this very thread [insert blushing smiley]!) Anyway, at one point my 2-year-old son threw up all over the floor. All I could think of were those poor first-class passengers who may have paid full price for their seats and still had to endure this.
CellarDweller:
I'm sitting here crying with laughter!
the stories about the farts and such remind me of a conversation I had with a Brokie named gnash, who told me about a "red eye" flight he took.
Everyone was asleep (except for him) and people all around him were farting. One of the flight attendents happened to pass by and see his expression, and they struck up a conversation on this subject. The attendent said that it seems to happen every "red eye" flight, and sometimes it can get really bad.
he then thought that he should invent something that would be inserted up the butt, a tube shaped whistle.
not only would this change the sound of the fart to a pleasant tune, it would change the scent to something pleasant. Together, we decided the name should be "anal aromas", and pictured a conversation like this:
Man 1: "Excuse me, is that "Ode to Joy" coming out of your pants?"
Man 2: "Yes, it's my 'Anal Aroma'."
Man 1: "Oh, of course. I see you have cinimon apple scented in today."
Man 2: "Yes I do!"
Man 1: "Ah, I'm wearing 'New Car Interior'."
:laugh:
CellarDweller:
My own personal worst travel experience....
In June I went to Oxford, UK. It was my first time overseas. I picked a night flight, thinking I could catch a nap on the plane, and it would help with the jet lag.
I was very excited, and was reading a book when we took off. When we were in the air, it was then that I realized I was surrounded by teenagers.
Turns out they were all in a program called "People to People".....and this was their first international flight. They were ever so excited!
*puts hands to face and squeals in happiness*
I reminded myself that I was a teen once too, and didn't want to come off as the "grumpy old fart" so i sat in silence as they talked and laughed and squealed in excitement.....very loudly.
Night time came, and I was ready to try to drift off. Well, that's when they all decided that it was time for flash photography.
::)
Loud talking and posing and laughing ensued, and the flashing made it like trying to sleep in a disco. After what seemed like forever, they settled down.
Just when I thought I could go to sleep, one of them raised the screeen and said....."Oh, the sun's comming up! The sky's pink!"
More squeals of exctiment and flash pics ensued.
::)
I landed, got my bags, went through customs, and crammed myself on an underground to Finsburry to meet the friends who were waiting on me.
Their first comment to me was that I looked worn out.
I recounted the above story to them, and ended it with this sentance:
"I now understand why some animals eat their young!"
:laugh:
Penthesilea:
Oh my. I'm laughing at all the stories :laugh:
Though I wouldn't want to live through most of them.
I think I don't have a single unpleasant travel story, but dozens of happy ones. Last year, on my flight home from the Brokeback BBQ in Estes Park, I was caught for a full extra day in Philadelphia. I had really bad Brokie withdrawl, I missed the Brokies so much. But at the end of the flight to Philadelphia, when it was clear that we wouldn't reach our connecting flights, the girl next to me and I got into talkin 'n all. Later a young man joined us and we three stayed together the next one and a half days. We chatted in the bar of our hotel till the wee hours of morning, then met again for breakfast the next day and just stuck together. Luckily, on our flight to Frankfurt, the seat next to him was empty so he and I spend nine more hours together (the girl flew to another destination).
You wouldn't believe how much fun one can have waiting for five hours in an airport terminal :laugh:.
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