Note to self: never fly US Airways again. Not only do they pack you in like cattle, they apparently charge you for everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. I keep half expecting to see a little coin slot on my armrest to be used to put my seat back.
Our flight attendant just walked down the aisle and cheerily chirped out, “would anyone like to buy a beverage?” No, no I would not like to buy a beverage. But I would like to buy a little human dignity. They confiscate all of your liquids as you walk through security barefoot, and leave you with the choice of overpriced water in the terminal or overpriced water on the plane. They get you by the short and curlies and there’s nothing you can do about it unless you bring an empty water bottle with you.
We were smart. Kristian packed an empty water bottle.
Or should I say, Kristian is smart. I’m just along for the ride. Although I did pack homemade trailmix.
There is some hope for me yet.
It doesn’t make me any less angry that they won’t give you anything to drink without your credit card number. They charge you to check your bags, to eat lunch, to sit in an exit row. What’s next? A card swipe on the bathroom doors?
If I sound extra cranky, it’s because I’m running on four hours of sleep, the man behind me is so loud I can hear him over my headphones and the man across the aisle from me had a tuna sandwich for lunch.
And there is a small child screaming hysterically.
And our plane doesn’t land for another two hours.
Flying coach is worse than being veal. At least veal is in the process of being fattened up. Which means that there is some sort of food involved. Even if it is loaded with carbs. And not the whole grain variety. And yeah, there’s slaughter at the end of it. But at least there’s the solitude of your own little box without some idiot behind you talking about his will and estate planning at decibal levels that would rival a jackhammer. I only wish that I was kidding.
Note to self: never fly anything but Jet Blue EVER AGAIN.
Note to self: don’t start an “incident” by turning around and telling the idiot who thinks that the whole plane would just loooooove to hear his pontifications what you really think of him. A confrontation with air marshalls and a tasering are not, I reapeat, NOT a good way to start off a vacation.
At least, that’s what I’m told.
Didn’t Jet Blue start charging for blankets? Or was that someone else? The paying for beverages thing bothers me too. Plane tickets cost so much, but nothing is included, and the airlines still can’t make money. There must be some reason, but it makes no sense to me.
Virgin was really good to and from San Francisco. They weren’t expensive, and they did give out free water during the trips.
As far as why they can’t make money, it was stupid management offloading of future risk, by promising pensions to the workers, then underfunding it for years. The legacy airlines just need to die.