What I am is tired, hungry, in need of the potty, and pissed off.
I’m flying into Orlando. As in home of Disney World. As in every kid’s dream destination: The Happiest Place on Earth.
I’m flying Frontier Air today.
First and last time. Period. #WorstAirlineEver
To start out on the right, or rather, the WRONG foot, their website and app are USELESS.
You cannot check-in online. I tried numerous times. Coming and going.
On my phone. On my tablet. On Roy’s laptop. Mobile Site. Desktop Site. App.
Nothing. Bumpkis. Nada.
Okay. Whatever. So I get to the airport, return the rental car, and wait in line. Cost $45 to carry on OR check my bag, so I check. Go through security, which was significantly more stringent in Grand Rapids than in Orlando. Go figure.
Notice ALL the kids and think, “Great… This is not going to be The Flight From Hell AT ALL.”
Sure enough, not even halfway into the flight, it’s… Actually not as bad as I feared.
Except for the one kid.
Who continues to scream and sob not-stop.
And I mean, I get it. I do. He’s tired, bored, and cranky. He needs a nap. He needs some durn Benadaryl. He needs to just STOP. Besides, this is not an infant. He’s at least three and he should know better.
For the first time in a VERY long time, the thought goes through my head that a dirty martini would make this entire situation more bearable. Just a fleeting thought, but it's there, nonetheless, and I have to acknowledge it and quash it. Because, I don't do that anymore. Period. End of story. Finito.
So. I can’t sleep. I have to pee and the Fasten Seatbelts Sign is on. Again. My eyes hurt and my vision is blurry due to lack of sleep (never can sleep the night before traveling), so I can’t read. I have a movie I can watch, but I don’t think I can enjoy it because of needing to pee.
Did I mention I REALLY need to pee?
So, I’m going to focus a moment on what I have to be grateful for right now.
I am grateful for:
- My oldest nephew finding lasting love.
- My wonderful family, including my 80 year old parents
- My husband who will be waiting for me at the airport in Orlando
- Mothers who give their children Benadryl before flying (bless you)
- Adult diapers, one of which I wish I were wearing right now
- Almost eleven years of sobriety
- Frontier (at least to my knowledge), has not yet been the subject of an #AirDisasters episode
- That I type so slow, we now only have 45 minutes left to go before landing
Did you know, takeoff and landing are the most dangerous portions of a flight?