ClairefromClare
Give 'em Helen!
This merits its own thread (quotes are from Harry):
Spoken like a man who hasn't been to church in awhile. It's appalling sometimes.
No pajamas here, but... when we go skiing in Utah, we're on the 7:00 am flight out, so we can ski that day (and avoid air traffic backups). That means we're up at the equivalent of 2:00 am Mountain time or something. If the all of us (and the kids in particular) don't sleep on the plane, it gets ugly. So some combo of flannel and fleece is the usual garb. When the kids were younger and more portable, we'd take them to the airport in p.j.s, so they'd stay asleep as long as possible. But we changed them into clothes before getting on the plane.
Maybe it's chicken and egg on airplanes. I'm old enough to remember when air travel was fun and exciting. Now it's more like Dr. Zhivago on the train to Siberia. Is that's how the airlines treat passengers, no one should be surprised that those passengers live down to expectations.
Me too MO. I mean, what's so hard about a collared shirt? You can get one at Old Navy for the same price (or cheaper) than that .38 Special concert t-shirt. You wouldn't wear a t-shirt to a wedding or to church. And you wouldn't wear a suit to the beach. Different apparal for different activities.
Spoken like a man who hasn't been to church in awhile. It's appalling sometimes.
And while we're at it, I want to b****-slap people who wear pajamas in public, especially on planes. When did we, as a country, get too farking fat and lazy to put on pants?
No pajamas here, but... when we go skiing in Utah, we're on the 7:00 am flight out, so we can ski that day (and avoid air traffic backups). That means we're up at the equivalent of 2:00 am Mountain time or something. If the all of us (and the kids in particular) don't sleep on the plane, it gets ugly. So some combo of flannel and fleece is the usual garb. When the kids were younger and more portable, we'd take them to the airport in p.j.s, so they'd stay asleep as long as possible. But we changed them into clothes before getting on the plane.
Maybe it's chicken and egg on airplanes. I'm old enough to remember when air travel was fun and exciting. Now it's more like Dr. Zhivago on the train to Siberia. Is that's how the airlines treat passengers, no one should be surprised that those passengers live down to expectations.