Ugh! What a nightmare.
Nightmare on the plane!!
June 24, 2008: Using Northwest Airlines, we flew to London. We were excited because it was our first time to visit my family there and to see London. Yeah, it was fun until the person behind me started poking my back with her knees. I looked back to see what the hell she was doing. Well, she lifted her knees and used the back of my seat to anchor them. Fine and dandy for her, but it was a nightmare for me. Imagine having bony knees jabbing you on the back! Anyway, I gave her a disapproving look. She just looked at me and didn’t say a thing. I didn’t say a thing also. What I did was, through my seat I pushed her annoying bony knees with my elbow. It worked for a few minutes and then she was back jabbing her knees on my back again. Clueless! And to top my uncomfortable situation off, the guy in front of me tilted back his seat. Yeah, passengers have the right to do that. But the darn guy–who knew what he was doing–was flipping on his seat like a live fish on a hot frying pan the whole time. I couldn’t even enjoy watching the movie on the little stupid screen in front of me.
Oh and what’s the deal with the overhead compartments? Was it an I’m-here-first-the-space-is-mine deal? The people sitting in front and behind of us acted as if the compartments were theirs. When I tried putting my backpack in the compartment, the idiots sitting behind me said, “It’s full. Can’t use that.” Fine. What can we do? The compartments were full. Then when we tried opening the other compartment, this one lady patted her bag still sitting on an empty seat beside her and said, “No, you can’t use this because I will put my bag there.” Fudge!
I understand. We all wanted to feel comfortable when flying. But man, be considerate. Think of the other passengers before you do anything such as lifting your knees or hogging overhead compartments.
Are you one of these people I described?
For the whole nine hours, I didn’t complain or said anything. But I was fuming inside.
Well, we landed at Heathrow safely. That was all that mattered. And the excitement came back anyway as soon as we got off the plane.
Have you tried driving in London? Ha! 
I’ll tell you about our driving experience there and around Europe on my next blog.
September 7th, 2008 at 5:41 am
I’m one of those people who definitely would have said to the woman behind me, “Excuse me, but your knees are jabbing me in the back. I hope you can understand how uncomfortable that is and have a little consideration.” Maybe it wouldn’t have worked, but it would have made me feel like I *tried*.
As for the overhead crap…I *hate* that, too. The problem is you get people who are so frantic about NOT checking their baggage that they bring everything with them on the plane. People, CHECK your DAMN luggage. I usually have a small backpack and a purse. The purse stays with me, and I will put the backpack in the overhead. That’s it. If everyone just brought one small bag, we’d be fine.
The worst is that both my husband and I are tall people. Aisle seats are really the only way to go…but then you are stuck with some yahoo by the window who needs to use the restroom half a dozen times during a 5-hour flight.
Can you tell this subject gets to me???
LOL!
September 10th, 2008 at 7:02 pm
Kris,
LOL! My husband was so unfortunate. The lady with a pea-size bladder who sat beside him probably drank a gallon of water when she took her sleeping pills. She annoyed my husband with her constant trip to the restroom.
Oh, here’s the worst thing I witnessed during our flight back home. Two kids argued loudly about something (they were probably six and eight.) The little boy cried. Right away, the dad ( I assume he was the dad) elbowed the older girl. Of course the girl cried so loud. The mom shushed her. None of the passengers said anything. But what can you say about that? I felt so bad for the girl.