Things I hate about flying:
1) Usually the person that sits next to me. It really kills me when there are many open seats remaining and someone chooses to sit next to me. Not even in the aisle seat in my row, but NEXT to me in the middle seat. Double points if the person smells weird.
2) Two words: crying babies. As soon as we took off yesterday, one of these miniature demons started up, screaming at the top of its lungs. The announcement that it was "safe to use all approved portable electronic devices" saved my life and my headache.
3) Lavatories. I don't have much to say about these babies, because I don't use them unless I'm literally about to urinate all over myself, but I don't like the breeze that comes from the bowl.
4) Layovers. 'Nuff said.
5) Clogged ears. Specifically clogged ears when I forgot to purchase gum.
6) When SOMETHING in my checked bag decides to explode and get everywhere. Even when my toiletries are in a separate plastic bag it's still a bitch to clean up.
I'm pretty sure the list could go on for a while, but I'll stop there.
Things I like about flying:
1) The prospect of returning to a place and seeing loved ones again.
...Yep, that's about it.
It's good to be home.
1) Usually the person that sits next to me. It really kills me when there are many open seats remaining and someone chooses to sit next to me. Not even in the aisle seat in my row, but NEXT to me in the middle seat. Double points if the person smells weird.
2) Two words: crying babies. As soon as we took off yesterday, one of these miniature demons started up, screaming at the top of its lungs. The announcement that it was "safe to use all approved portable electronic devices" saved my life and my headache.
3) Lavatories. I don't have much to say about these babies, because I don't use them unless I'm literally about to urinate all over myself, but I don't like the breeze that comes from the bowl.
4) Layovers. 'Nuff said.
5) Clogged ears. Specifically clogged ears when I forgot to purchase gum.
6) When SOMETHING in my checked bag decides to explode and get everywhere. Even when my toiletries are in a separate plastic bag it's still a bitch to clean up.
I'm pretty sure the list could go on for a while, but I'll stop there.
Things I like about flying:
1) The prospect of returning to a place and seeing loved ones again.
...Yep, that's about it.
It's good to be home.
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