Leo, David and I survived the cross country flights and arrived in Savannah, Georgia yesterday. David was able to take advantage of a last minute deal and use frequent flier miles from our credit card to upgrade us to first class on the flight from California to D.C. I'm too frugal to even consider first class, but I can see why he wants it - he just doesn't fit into economy seats. At 6'4", his shoulders are wider than the seats and his long thighs cause his knees to be wedged into the back of the seat in front of him. But I feel guilty flying first class. We had drinks and food offered to us from the time we got on, even as other passengers were trying to get by into their seats. The three of us got even better service because I asked our gay Puerto Rican flight attendant if that was a Human Rights Campaign ring that he was wearing. It was, and from then on out we were his favorite customers. I guess special service from male flight attendants is one of the few advantages of being a gay man in this society.
Leo did very well on the flights. Last time that we flew he wanted to watch movies on my iPhone the whole time, which wrecked my plans to read a book that I had on it. So this year we got Leo a refurbished iPod touch for a bargain and put several movies on it. He knows that the iPod is only for traveling, not for use at home.
David also wants me to complain to Jimmy about our flight from D.C. to Savannah. It was on one of the smaller regional airlines, and we were on a Canadaair Regional Jet. David couldn't even stand up in the aisle, forget about trying to stand in the restroom, and I banged my head standing up in the aisle. I explained that a Canadian student in a business major (sorry Jimmy, I know that's not exactly right but couldn't remember exactly what your major was, and it has something to do with business) doesn't design airplanes, but David said that some Canadian was to blame and Jimmy was the first one to come to his mind. I'm thinking of the South Park movie, which of course I didn't see, with the theme song "Blame Canada". Maybe Jimmy and Madeleine can share the blame ;-)
We did get to meet my 4 month old niece, my sister's daughter, for the first time. She may be my sister's daughter, but she looks like a female clone of my brother in law. She was showing all the signs of being tired, and I wanted to tell my sister just to take her home and put her to bed.
Our night didn't go so well. Leo complained of abdominal pain at about 1 AM and started vomiting at 4. I'm still on Pacific time, so I might have gotten a few hours of interrupted sleep. Leo seems fine now, so let's hope that he's over it.
My parents are off to Easter mass, so I had a chance to blog. I hope that everyone is having a good weekend.
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I cannot be held to blame for your cramped quarters. I do need to ask why the two of you were tryin to join the mile high club on a commuter aircraft? At least our pilots prolly weren't drunk so there's that...
ReplyDeleteUm, you say frugal, some say cheap? Why not take it a step further n only let Theo watch movies w/sub-titles? That would save you money on books too!
I read somewhere that a newborn resembles the father in the first six months of life. This goes to our baser instincts trying to make sure the daddy accepts the newby into the tribe...make sense or total hooey?
@Jimmy, we were not trying to join the mile high club! David couldn't stand up in the aisle! It would have been a joke to try something in the bathroom. And I did defend your innocence (one of the few times that you're innocent, I might add), but David's a grumpy traveler. Now that he's not reading my blog I can be honest.
ReplyDeleteYeah, cheap. Guilty as charged. And my son's pseudonym is Leo, not Theo :-) The first time you did that I had no clue who you were talking about.
Well, if newborns are programmed to look like their fathers, that does explain my appearance at birth. When my mother first saw me, her response was "That can't be my baby!" All the newborns in her family were fat and blond, and I came out skinny with dark brown hair. Then she thought, "Oh, my husband does have almost black hair, and he's thin, so maybe that is my baby." So I guess that I resembled my father and was momentarily rejected by my mother. Now I look much more like her, ironically.
I say blame the small Canadians. Just kidding. The company I work for has it's own internal airline - and we use Embraer jets (Brazilian) - I can't stand up straight in them. And they have the most uncomfortable seats, so I'm guessing Brazilians have much more padding in their rear.
ReplyDeleteMy daughter looked just like me when she was born. Poor thing. Now she looks like a mix between my wife and me.
I hope Leo feels all better soon. Enjoy your vacation.
@NewLeaf - thanks. He is already doing better and after 6 hours of sips of Pedialyte, he ate a little for dinner.
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