On my last airline trip was from Portland to DFW airport. Within seconds of wheels up some 2 year old was screaming for her baba or something. The entire freaking flight non stop, until wheels down. There were thunderstorms in the DFW area so we had to circle for an hour for them to blow through so we got extra air time. When we landed it was late and all the restaurants were closed or closing. I hoofed it about a mile and found a sandwich shop about to close the door. I begged them to sell me the last two sandwiches they had wrapped up. They likely sat there all day. They were 17 bucks EACH and no drinks. I had to find a vending machine for something to drink. The airline had not fed us at all and we had not eaten in 12 hours. The other passengers waiting for the connecting flight we were booked on. kept asking where I got the sandwiches. I told them it was a mile away and they were closed.
I almost cried when I saw that little monster in line with us for the ride home to OKC. Sure enough wheels up she is crying for her baba. On the ground I was waiting for my luggage and saw the little monster asleep in her stroller. I really wanted to go over to her and lean real close and scream I have your baba! but I decided my wife would not bail me out of jail when I punched the father for not getting the little monster her baba and shutting her up.
At least the flight next week will be in the daytime.