I don't remember if I was a good napper as a baby, but if I wasn't, my parents should have just gotten a plane. Some babies are out as soon as the car starts. Well that is me in planes. In my full adult (yes, this is as big as I'm going to get) form. I don't know how it happens, I look out the window and suddenly we're in the sky and I have no recollection of getting there. This last time it took losing all control of my neck and being awoken by my head meeting the wall with a thud. Or I am suddenly brought to consciousness with wheels hitting the ground. Usually I just want off at that point. Off to the next thing. That's what I love about airports and flying. They're always the beginning of something new and bring back floods of memories of other new beginnings. Even when I'm just flying home, I'm flying home changed by wherever I'm coming from and ready to start up life again with my batteries recharged. And I wonder where the other people are going and why and how they're related to the people they're with. But I do not approve of the prices of airport food. And the fact that the little convenience store things don't always post prices, so you just pick up what you need and wait to get to the register and be robbed. I also did a brave thing and for the first time ever pushed the flight attendant button. She was not very helpful. But it seriously felt like the whole plane was looking at me when the beep went off. I wonder how I never spot anyone else when they push it. But speaking of flight attendants I officially understood why I could never be one as I struggled to blindly squeeze my bag in the compartment which was well above my eye level and optimum angle for my arm muscles. There goes that for a random future job to take for a spin. Also, one time I saw a person taking their dog between terminals wearing a diaper. I mean the dog was wearing the diaper, not the person. Well, they might have been but I didn't notice and I honestly don't remember anything about the person other than that it existed. I have since asked other people who travel with small canine friends if this is commonplace. I have been informed it is not. But it seems sensible and efficient. Not to mention it gives solo travelers like me something to be entertained by while awaiting their flights.
I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.
I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.
