Give Flying Families A Break
16/08/2008 04:17
BEIJING (Reuters Life!) - Please excuse me. Really, I couldn't be sorrier.
That knocking on the back of your seat? The chewing gum smeared on your tray table? The whining and screeching and crying - the incessant, high-decibel weeping? All my fault.
I am the airline passenger you dread most of all, more even than the religious fanatic or flatulent fat guy. I am the passenger accompanying small children.
I'll also take the blame for the soggy Sun Chip that landed on your cashmere sweater during beverage service and the little sourpuss two rows up that's been staring at you since takeoff.
I feel your pain. I agree wholeheartedly that children and air travel don't mix - they bring out the worst in both. With kids on board, leisurely, meditative trips become chaotic, emotional ordeals.
Likewise, sweet and docile children become spastic hellions upon boarding a commercial airliner. And it's only getting worse.
Noisy details here.
SINC SAYS:
When I flew often on business, my worst fear was to get a seat beside Mom and the kids. I resorted to business class at a much higher cost to get away. No bull.