David, on our last airline flight back home from Portland we had the flight from hell.
As soon as the wheels came up some little kid started crying for he baba. Whatever it was. The parents never did a dang thing, just let her scream. If my wife had not had me trapped against the window I would have gone over to the dad and told him to get that brat a baba and shut her up. The entire flight she cried. We got to DFW an there was a thunderstorm. So we flew in circles for an hour. It was a Southwest airlines flight so no food. It was 10:00 PM when we came in for final approach. The little screamer finally shut up as we hit the ground.
We were hungry so I hauled butt looking for food while my wife watched the luggage. All the food places were closed. Finally bout a 1/2 mile away I found a sandwich shop and got two cold sandwiches for 15 bucks each and that was all they had. She locked up as I left. I hiked back to my wife and we ate with the other passengers looking at us like hungry dogs.
I saw the parents pushing the screamer around in a baby carriage and the kid was asleep. I was VERY tempted to walk up to the parents and start yelling that I have he baba she was looking for to wake the brat up. But I figure I was free of the jerks and would never have to see them again.
Guess what, they were in the line to get on the connecting leg to go to to OKC. I almost cried. And the screamer was all rested up and ready to scream from wheels up to landing.
