Ah, traveling. The joys of leaving behind the comforts of home, willingly accept to be treated like a felon or a convict while at the airport, suffering through 5 to 8 (or more) hours of stale air, questionable food and funky water (I stand by my opinion that plane water tastes funky!) to arrive in a place we don’t know, don’t speak the language and don’t know a thing about.
OK, so I sound a little negative there. Sorry. Traveling is also a lot of fun. But let’s be honest, traveling lately involves a lot more trouble than it did a mere 10 years ago.
This lovely article landed in my inbox today, and I enjoyed it so much I wanted to share it with you. Balancing the positive with the negative, it ends with a really funny anecdote – something I hope will never happen to any of you.
CANCELED flights, delayed flights and surly crews.
This is the stuff of travel.
But occasionally, airline personnel are helpful, going beyond the confines of their job descriptions.
I was flying into London, where I had to make a connecting flight with little time to spare. The plane hit turbulence, and my iPhone popped out of my pocket and disappeared deep into my seat.
I had to have an attendant feverishly make like a mechanic and take the seat apart to retrieve it. My phone was crushed. Its screen was busted. But I was grateful. I made my connection.
One airline crew even got me some pizza.
To find out what kind and why, go here.