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Child-Free Flights? Genious!!

// July 20th, 2011 // Comments Off // humor, me, Trips

I recently read that Ryanair was going to offer “child-free” flights starting October 2011. Now I don’t really hate kids, I just don’t like them crying for hours on a flight I’m on. This reminds me of a story that happened about a year ago.

I was taking a trip from Montreal to London, and the plane was set to depart at 8pm. I had so much to do the night before so I didn’t get enough sleep. I thought that I might be able to kill some time on the trip by sleeping. So I grabbed my travel pillow and headed to the airport.

I’m not a big fan of airplane food, so I ate a whopper from Burger King before going through the security check. There was not a baby in sight, and I was sooo sure my flight would be child-free. By the time I got in line for the security check, I was full, I finished praying, and couldn’t wait to put my head on my pillow with hopes of sleeping most of the trip. While in line I saw this guy from Pakistan with a child in his arms and another in a stroller. I couldn’t imagine how hard it can be to travel with 2 kids and all that luggage. I think one of them was crying or something, all I know is that I felt bad for the guy and whoever was going to be on the same flight with him and his kids.

I got me a decafe to enjoy while waiting for the gate to open. While I was checking my email and browsing the web on my Blackberry I saw the guy with the two kids sit near my gate! Of all the flights that night, why mine? Seriously! The only kids in the airport were on my flight! So I sat there wishing they’d at least be in a different cabin. I usually get on the plane after everyone boards because I’d rather wait in the airport than on a tiny seat in a crowded plane (Plus the duration of the flight is technically shorter if you board towards the end).

I show the flight attendant my boarding pass and she guides me to my seat. Guess who is right next to me? The guy with the two kids, and boy were they crying! Why would anyone cry that hard? I turned to the flight attendant and begged for another seat or another flight, but she told me that I had no choice the flight was fully booked. I sat down and hoped they would get tiered of crying and sleep. Boy was I wrong, those devils had different plans. When one would cry, the other would take a break to fuel up on crying power. Don’t they have shots to make them sleep or something? The plane took off and the pressure kicked in, and that’s when they both went berserk. There was a moment where I thought those kids might have been kidnapped and the crying was their way of asking us to save them.

I sunk my head into my pillow and tried to go to sleep wishing for at least an hour of silence, but those kids knew of my plans and wanted me to suffer. There were moments in between shifts when one would cool down, and it would take the other about 2 or 3 minutes to pick up where his brother left off. During those moments I would doze off, and right when I would fall asleep the other one would cry like crazy. I didn’t know what to do, and there was nothing for me to do but look at them and hope those kids would look at me and have mercy on me and the other passengers on that flight.

About 3 hours into the flight the kids went to sleep and I got about 30 minutes of sleep during that time. I would wake to the sounds of mommy and daddy giggling over the alone time they’re enjoying before the kids wake up and ruin it for them. During those moments I questioned why people even have kids and whether they were worth all that trouble. I woke up to the sound of a ball being sucked in by a mega vacuum. I opened my eyes only to find the baby being kissed by the father. It wasn’t a normal kiss, it looked like a Zombie trying to suck the poor baby’s brains out. Even the baby had a look on his face that said “Pleeeease save me!”. The father continued to kiss the baby until it started crying all over again. This time it was because the baby was hungry, and the mother was trying to get the flight attendants to get her hot water. The crying went on and off till we got to London. I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy to get off a plane in my life! Thanks to those kids the first day of my break in London was spent in my hotel room sleeping.

The moral of the story is that “child-free” flights are a great idea!!

* The photos above were taken by Jill Greenberg. She is known for taking amazing photos of crying babies. She officially has the worst job in the world!

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// February 22nd, 2008 // Comments Off // friends, me, Trips

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Born on a Blue Day

// August 16th, 2006 // 1 Comment » // Information, me, Trips

While I was on my “trip” I stopped at a bookstore to get something to read. My eye fell on this book right away. I liked the way it looked and the title also attracted me. I read the back of the book and a few pages, then I went to the starbucks inside the shop to get a cup of coffee while choosing which book to get. When I started to read this book I couldn’t let go, because of how this genious named Daniel Tammet describes his abilities, his childhood, and above all the way he thinks.

This is what he said when describing the day he was born: “I was born on 31 January 1979 – a Wednesday. I know it was a Wednesday, because it was blue in my mind and Wednesdays are always blue, like the number nine or the sound of loud people arguing”

Daniel sees numbers as shapes, colours and textures and can perform extraordinary maths in his head. He can also learn to speak a language fluently from scratch in a week. He has Savant Syndrome, an extremely rare form of Asperger’s that gives him almost unimaginable mental powers, much like the Rain Man portrayed by Dustin Hoffman.

Daniel has a compulsive need for order and routine – he eats exactly 45 grams of porridge for breakfast and cannot leave the house without counting the number of items of clothing he’s wearing. If he gets stressed or unhappy he closes his eyes and counts. But in some ways Daniel is not at all like the Rain Man. He is virtually unique amongst people who have severe autistic disorders in being capable of living a fully independent life. It is his incredible self-awareness and ability to communicate what it feels like to live in a unique way that makes his story so powerful.

Touching as well as fascinating, Born On A Blue Day, explores what it’s like to be special and in so doing gives us an insight into what makes us all human – our minds.

via The official website of Daniel Tammet

In March 2004, Daniel set a European record when he recited the famous mathematical constant Pi from memory to 22,514 decimal places in a time of 5 hours. He has been extensively studied by scientists at California’s Center for Brain Studies and at the Cambridge Autism Research Centre UK and has been described as autism’s ‘Rosetta Stone’.

It’s a great book, and I really enjoyed reading it. I definitely recommend it…

Click here to see a video of him calculating huge numbers in seconds…
Click here to see a video of him when he went to salt lake city to meet Kim Peek (the real Rain Man)…

Who knows maybe one day Daniel will be as smart as Kim…

On Vacation

// August 1st, 2006 // Comments Off // me, Trips

Thanks for stopping by, i’m on vacation now. If I get free time i’ll try to update. If you need anything email me on cre at tivity dot info