I love and I hate airports. The hardest goodbyes I’ve ever had to say have been at airports. But seeing as I’m going to be in a fair few I thought I’d try a series of posts re airport/travel.
I love them because they make sense to me. Unfortunately, I get the senseless capitalism too. Although, growing up, we never bought ANYTHING at airports, so now it even hurts a little to buy a bottle of water (bringing your own didn’t used to be a problem). And today, I went all out and bought a bag, AND a travel pillow. God my life is exciting. The reason I bought the bag is because I bought the travel pillow. They were selling the one I wanted at Boots, but I didn’t want to carry a crappy boots bag 7000 miles. I grudgingly walked around the shops and lo and behold, it was love at first sight. A REVERSIBLE beach bag type thing made of soft, bendy leather. You could have red bag, black lining, or black bag, red lining. My life was changed. I wanted it. I tried leaving it in the shop, it cried out to me- Arna! Don’t leave me! The travel pillow will fit I promise!! (Okay it’s now starting to sound a bit like a porno, sorry, my bad). It was so exciting I had to text a picture of it to my best friend.
Anyway, airports are fun because of the different travellers that you see. I always- always- get annoyed by Chinese travellers (there was already a full blown brawl in the cabin when I just boarded- people stopped to watch, it’s like yawn what else is new), and you see everything from young families to teenage kids, to people like me, to backpackers… Etc, etc. one particular family that’s on this flight reminded me of my family when we were kids. White dad, Asian mom, weird looking kids, going ‘back home’, even though they were already home. They were as comfortable with waiting to board at the last minute as I was- because screw standing in the queue for ages when you can just wait.
Actually- today, I decided not to screw the queue. Previously mentioned best friend was starting to panic a bit from my running commentary of my airport antics, so I thought I’d be a good girl and actually go to board when the man at the gate said ‘all passengers from row 60-70, please board now’. So I dutifully queued, waited, shuffled, waited some more… And guess what? Half the flight was already in the bloody plane by the time I got on. Do people just not listen anymore? Don’t people just USE THEIR BRAINS. Back of the plane first so that I’m not stuck waiting for you to put your shit in the overhead compartment and a traffic jam occurs, seat 54E!!
Nonono, we are the generation now. So as soon as they all boarding first class and premium economy, you best get your shit and RUN to that plane.
Speaking of generation now, I’m sitting in plain view of 4 other entertainment units. Not one of them has watched a film in its entirety yet. I know because I’ve seen Interstellar on all their screens, and we are only 5 hours into our flight so it can’t be over yet, and yet somehow one of them has seen The amazing Spider-Man, cake, and taken 3 already as well. Bollocks. Pick a lane, or just watch Flight of the Concords, New Girl, and HIMYM like me.
And don’t get me started on the long queues at security. No one knows how to do security in Europe. Everyone is holding up everyone else by putting their belts on and their laptops back on their cases as it comes out the other side. In Hong Kong, they see your laptop/iPad/you have shit to sort out, and they give you the box and point to some tables AWAY from the security thing and say, ‘please gather your things over there’. No long waiting for no reason.
So yeah. Flying is becoming annoying because there is no longer flying etiquette. There is a woman behind me who goes ‘EHH!!’ To get the flight attendant’s attention. People are seriously rude as. Every time I fly I’m reminded of how desperately I wanted to be a flight attendant as a little girl. They were so glamorous, always smiling, and it was as if they could read your mind when they brought food and drink at just the right time. But now, all I can see is haggard smiles and grimaces at being treated like crap. I think part of it has to do with me growing up and realising they have a tough job to do, but part of it is also the afore mentioned human beings they have to deal with. They seem to get collectively worse with every passing year. Bless them.