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Most Annoying Travel Habits
serious crayons:
I don't even like it when people in front of me recline their seats the whole way back. I know they're fully entitled to do so, but I don't like it, and I avoid doing it myself. The way planes pack the passengers in these days, a reclined seat can be really intrusive.
delalluvia:
--- Quote from: serious crayons on December 31, 2008, 02:03:16 am ---I don't even like it when people in front of me recline their seats the whole way back. I know they're fully entitled to do so, but I don't like it, and I avoid doing it myself. The way planes pack the passengers in these days, a reclined seat can be really intrusive.
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It is, and they have a right to recline, but I also have the right to use the space alloted to me and if that means my doing what I need to do ends up bumping the back of their reclined chair when I do it, well...[shrug]
Katie77:
Such a great thread......Im sure a lot of these things mentioned on here were quite traumatic when they were happening, but after the event they certainly are funny to read about.
I dont travel a lot, but on a flight last year from my home town to Sydney, an hour and twenty minute flight, I had a dad and his two little kids in the row behind me.
I went through the little feet kicking my back seat for a while, but then an hour into the trip, one of the little ones started crying, he was about 2yrs old. It was a sobbing cry, and he obviously was not very happy. Although it was annoying, I still felt sympathy for both the dad and the child.
Anyway, we landed, got our overhead luggage, and stood out in the aisle waiting to depart the plane....and the dad was in front of me, and he had picked up the little sad child and held him so his head rested on his shoulder. Then it happened.......a missile of vomit sprayed from the kids mouth all down the back of his father's shirt and me being close behind, copped little sprays of it myself.
The poor dad, and that poor little child, was obviously feeling sick for half of that flight. The father was embarrassed and so appologetic to me.
I just said.......take care of the little one, I will be home soon, what little had sprayed on me, would be in the wash before long anyway.
I always sympathise with people who have little ones on a plane, it cannot be easy for them or the child.
I know they can be annoying, to other passengers,but the poor litle child, is in a strange and unnatural envioronment, surrounded by crowds of strangers, not to mention, having their ears blocked up, and maybe feeling some motion sickness, with no where to go and unable to stop until we land. It must be terrifying to them if they dont do it often.
Teenagers, on the other hand, as Chucky experienced, well they should have shown a bit more respect to their fellow passengers and realized its just not all about them, and have their bit of fun, but settled down and shown a bit of dignity and thougt for the others on the plane.
I guess when there are so many people of all ages crammed into that big sardine can, we call an aeorplane, that we really do see how tolerant we can be to others as well as how curteous we can be also.
We did all of our interstate travelling, when our kids were little, by car.....I would like a dollar for everytime we threatened, "if you dont behave, we will put you out and make you walk"......
Kerry:
Years ago, when I lived on Sydney's Northern Beaches and worked in the city, I used to get the 190 bus to and from work every day. The 190 bus route runs from Sydney to Palm Beach (where the TV soap "Home & Away" is filmed) - a two-hour bus trip back then. I joined the journey at Narrabeen, about half-way along the route, meaning it was still a one-hour journey for me, each way, every day. The buses were very crowded in peak-hour. I sometimes had to stand all the way. If I managed to get a seat, it was usually on the aisle and I often ended-up with someone's butt-cleavage clamped to my bony shoulder for support. :o Sometimes it was quite pleasant to have a cute guy perching on my shoulder ;) but mostly it was not nice at all. :-\
southendmd:
For me, it's definitely the cell phone thing.
When I travel from Boston to New York, I like to take the train. They have this wonderful invention called the "quiet car", where cell phones and loud conversations are prohibited. Except when some entitled person decides to ignore the rules. I recall one young woman who was seated in the quiet car, decided she would gab inanely since the rules clearly didn't apply to her. A few other passengers firmly reminded her that she was in the quiet car, and she just smirked and kept on gabbing.
I had more than Lureen's Thanksgiving Day smile when the conductor moved her scrawny ass out of there, pronto.
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