Travel is glamorous...
It isn’t glamorous. It is tedious sometimes, fun sometimes. I read three stories recently that drive this point home.
The first one was “woman gets kicked off plane because of handbag”. The bag was Gucci you see – far too precious to be stowed away like everyone else’s bag. So, rather than stow it away, she delayed the entire flight for an hour. I don’t know who I would have been more upset with – the woman or the airline, for not removing her more expediently. I’ve seen many a person get bent out of shape because they had to do something (trivial) that they didn’t want to do. It is not much use arguing with the flight attendants – they know who will win that argument.
The next one is sadder. If you are going on a trip to get psychological treatment, perhaps a nice train ride or a bus would be better than a plane. I often sit near the door (economy plus seating on United). I don’t know what I would do if someone went a bit over the edge and started to try and open it. That would be alarming.
Lastly – this one is inexcusable on part of the airline (worse for me – the airline I fly the most on). To be locked up in a plane on the tarmac for over an hour at or above 100 degrees F (about 37 C) – that is crazy. I have experienced the 6 to 7 hour flight from Chicago to Washington (yes, it is more like an hour flight normally). You push back and then wait, and wait, and wait. At least we had power, and cooling. It was an entirely full flight. I had the aisle seat, and a brand new – very thick book to read. The poor guy in the middle seat, not only in the middle seat but the only thing he had to read was – the FAR (Federal Accounting Regulations). That made me feel better – it could have been much worse.