Glimpse into heaven and hell.
 

First leg of flight. Full plane. Only empty seat is next to me.

Second leg? Hell.

Kid in moms lap.
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I have Cheetos on my pants.

Beer!!!!


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At least mom doesn't weight 450lbs.

Amen! I'll take crying baby over the arm rest overlap. Much like they do for carry on bags, they should implement size checks for passengers.

I'm sure you made her feel welcome! It's also hell for moms who have to deal with the nasty glares at the airport. (As a man with no kids, I was only in the last half decade or so made aware of that.)

That's the kind of stuff all of us middle-classers (predicated on our economic means) travelling in steerage - I mean "coach", deal with incessantly. Having said that, first class often has more that its share of the "450 lb. club members".

Cheers
JB

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Kid pooped and peed herself. Mom couldn't change the kid. Haha. The smell-epic!!!!


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This guy is my fav, and why I always carry sound cancelling headphones, my own movies and Vodka:

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I get traveling with kids but the first airline that comes up with a 12 year-old and older only block of flights will rule.

Without starting a massive debate about those that have kids and those that don't...

I have been THAT parent with THOSE crying, smelly, pita children on a plane. It is a horrible experience. It's embarrassing. It is the opposite of fun. I was not winning. I can guarantee you that NO parent wants to be THAT parent!

It's a bummer to be stuck next to that, I get it. But nothing has made me appreciate traveling solo more than traveling with kids.

May the remainder of your flights be free of crying, smelly, pita children!

Makes me think of this commercial:

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No need to. We all have been there, hence the headphones, movies and libations. Settle in find, your happy place. Land, get luggage and rental car.

It looks like that empty aisle seat has your name on it, Cliff. That is, unless that mommy is a MILF. :)

Sorry about that... seems like things get out of hand so fast on the internets sometimes I put a disclaimer in there. I've been on both sides of the situation and can sympathize with everyone!

I'll never forget seeing my wife reduced to tears on a flight because of some very unfriendly comments made by a fellow seated nearby when we had a wiggly toddler. I'm a pretty mellow guy and can get along with just about anyone, but if you make my wife cry, you're not going be my friend!

This is sort of the sentiment that I was trying to convey, and I know that Vash was a gentleman on his flight, because that's how he comes across on the interwebs.

(I hope I didn't come off judge-ey, because that wasn't my intent)

I was the snarley, glaring ******* single flyer until I started dating a woman with three (grown) kids who made sure that I knew very well that the parents all just want to crawl into a hole. The stories she told made me very empathetic.

Flying just absolutely blows chunks; we're all in it together, whether we want it or not.

Thats more room than I got in my plane, but then I'm the only one!

Love the perfect, if unintentional, framing of the old man in the first photo.

My 7 year old has traveled a lot and we have only had a couple of nightmare flights with him.

My last solo journey was a stork flight and there were no fewer than 6 kids under 2 years old in the seats around me. I always pack a few pair of disposable ear plugs just for this reason.

The only thing that upsets me is when the kids are booting the back of the seats and their parents do nothing about it.

I've never had a kid on a plane. When I'm stuck beside one I try to talk to him, play with him (without touching the germ-infested little rodent) and generally make nice. Mom/dad appreciate it and sometimes reciprocate by taking pains to keep the kid quiet. The worst is when the kid is behind you and there is nothing you can do to but endure.

I never found it necessary to take either of my kids on a plane when they were young. They didn't get to go to nice restaurants, either.

Imagine that.

JR

Meme material right thar!

Look, no offense, but you guys are amateurs. Try getting stuck in the 'kids' section of a 747 on an 11 hour haul from India to some point in Europe. The airlines put all the kids in one section. The sounds and smells of curried brat are something to behold.

^ What he said. You pay for economy, you get noisy kids and fat neighbours. You want peace and space? Pay for first class. Personally, I've rarely noticed screaming kids, both before and after having kids of my own.

Funny story, southwest flight home from Orlando, our then-5-year-old was sick and puked. Luckily mostly into a blanket, so easy cleanup, but not before the odor crept a few rows forward and the poor woman barfed from the smell :)

Yeah, no parents wants to be that parent, and we do what we can to keep the kids happy (including brandy!). But if you don't want that, just upgrade your seat.

I blend out kids pretty well after having my own. Often I had someone mention the annoying screams on a plane and I'd go "what screams?". That one rug rat there is a bit close - you probably got kicked, but sounds like you weren't in a cross-continental flight, so a couple beers and you are good! :)

G

you guys could debate Mother Teresa!! :)

the mom was cool. she was pretty sympathetic to the two solo dudes on each side. the guy at the aisle offered to trade seats, but no..she wanted the man barriers to corral the kid. kid was cute!! but man..she took a dump that was like a ..well, you know..we've all done it..maybe even in your pants. :)

mom was so tired..i helped get her bags off the conveyor and took her curbside to wait for the poor dad that was going to have some kid handed off to him ASAP.

yes it stunk..but the entire plane shared and suffered..hahaha..it was just so funny.

my first leg the flight attendant high-fived me on the empty seat lotto next to me..i hesitated saying i didnt want to jinx my leg into oakland..she said.."oh, dont worry, lightning never strikes twice..you're jinxed" she called it. perfectly.

You are a hero and a good guy.

That is all!

Was the mom hot? How about some photos?

I was the Mom with the kid. Bulkhead window. Anchorage to Cleveland. Longest leg. Maybe Sea-Tac to Cle. Been a while.

Fat-ass sow plops down in the middle seat. Huge. 400+. Arm rest overlap is an understatement. This cow had a third of my shoulder space and I had a kid on my left leg.

Batch never said a word to me. Four and one half hours of hell. Saw me struggling, not one hint of empathy. I could not eat the meal for lack of room while she scarfed hers.

One of my co workers was on his way home from a holiday with his young family in Mexico. Apparently for 3 or 4 days his boy hadn't pooped. (I know Mexico and not pooping doesn't seem to go together) After two hours into a 5 hour flight the little monkeys tummy started to rumble. Then the rumbling got louder and louder until the Mount Vesuvius of poop eruptions sent crap streaming up from his diaper to his shoulders.
Borrowed clothes and 1000 wet naps later......