Crossing my bunny slippers.
You may think I’m over exaggerating. True, I’ve never crashed. BUT I have a crazy knack for air challenges. Thus my trepidation.
There was the time one of the engines started on fire and they asked us to remain on the plane until they had a chance to look at it. . . REMAIN ON THE PLANE?!
Don’t forget the time I got stranded in Chicago the night before the ACFW Conference in Indianapolis. The stewardess didn’t much care that I had paid to attend a early bird class with JAMES SCOTT BELL! Let’s just say driving from Chicago to Indianapolis in the middle of the night wasn’t my idea of fun, but this was JAMES SCOTT BELL!
Then there was the time that the seat in front of me in the airplane broke, sending a male passenger back into my lap repeatedly. Yep, that was a winner.
Once I thoroughly enjoyed the hilarity of a six foot plus flight attendant trying to give safety instructions with his head at a ninety degree angle because the airline didn’t think it necessary to let him serve on a plane with a taller cabin space. Yes, I was the one choking on my own giggles in economy class.
Apparently car seats are not important enough to show up at the next airport. I’m not sure how we are supposed to get anywhere without them since they are required by law. But I suppose since it has happened to me twice I’m not on the fortunate end of the car seat luggage exchange. The airlines have a whole room full of back-up car seats. Something tells me I’m not the only annoyed parent out there.
Not to mention the sprint from one end of the Detroit airport to another in less than twenty minutes to catch my flight. It’s never a good sign when the check-in staff look at you as if to say, “no roadkill boarding here lady.”
Once I even stood at an airport check-in for over an hour because the staff refused to open since the air company just sold out to a larger airline.
All this to say: AIR TRAVELER ALERT! CHALLENGE-RIDDEN PASSENGER BOARDING!