Little things that mean a lot when traveling

I once had pancakes in the Shannon Airport.

They weren’t diner-quality, nor what Suzi makes on our griddle at home — even though she doesn’t think hers are very good — but they were perfectly fine.

And since that an early morning flight from Ireland to Boston and the time-zone change it entailed were probably going to wreak havoc on my eating schedule, I can appreciate that they were more filling than whatever I would have otherwise picked up at the coffee shop.

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Two types of people … and one of them is nuts

If memory serves, the man showed up at the baggage check-in at T.F. Green Airport in Providence.

I think my wife and I were going to Los Angeles — Ontario, to be technical, since that was where Southwest flew — by way of Las Vegas.

Seeing the line, he was asking if someone would help him get to the front faster … as he had just gotten there, an hour before his flight.

I had exactly zero sympathy.

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I wouldn’t be interesting to watch on a plane

Apparently, there are American Airlines, Delta Air Lines, United Airlines, and Singapore Airlines planes that have cameras in the seat-back entertainment systems.

I’m sure there might be a couple people out there who will believe the airlines when they say they have never used them and never plan to.

Never used them … maybe I’ll believe that. Never plan to …? Let’s just say that never is an awfully long time.

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Boredom at the airport is good

I had always thought airport layovers were because I either couldn’t get there from here without stopping or because the mid-trip lounging at somewhere other than my destination was worth the money we were saving.

Apparently not. Continue reading “Boredom at the airport is good”

Dreaming of sweet airplane dreams

Ever since I first saw them while boarding a British Airways jet five years ago, I have wanted to someday fly in a seat that doubles as a bed.

Granted, they seemed kind of small for someone who’s 5’10” like I am, but trying to sleep in one of them seems a lot more comfortable than trying to do it in a seat. Continue reading “Dreaming of sweet airplane dreams”