I read an article this morning on AOL that surprised me. It probably shouldn't have, since things have been headed this way for a long while. Turns out many of the major airlines are cutting out ALL the little extras they used to give you as part of your in-flight experience. Pillows, blankets, snacks... Most of you who fly with any regularity already know they did away with most of the meals. It's BYOFood on most flights now.
But no nuts? No pretzels? Come on! How much can those little bags cost? I can do without the pillow and blanket. Honestly, how clean are those things REALLY? I'm sure there have been studies. I tend to turn the TV off when news stories like that come on. I don't want to know what is lurking in my hotel room under a UV light. I don't. want. to. know. Fingers in my ears...LALALALALALALALALA I can't hear you!
Does anyone else share a memory like this? I remember back in the late 60s, early 70s getting on a plane with my parents. The stewardess would greet me warmly and ask if I wanted to meet the Captain. I'd get to see the cockpit, try on the Captains hat, and earn a pair of shiny gold wings just like the Captain wore. I'd wear them proudly pinned to my poncho as I was escorted back to my parent's seats. There the stewardess would hand us all a pillow and blanket and I would get a cellophane wrapped deck of cards with the airline logo printed on them. Sometimes I'd get a coloring book and crayons too.
Shortly after takeoff, we'd get drinks and snacks. Later, a nice hot meal would be served. Not just a cold sandwich, but a full course dinner. Still later, there would be more snacks and drinks. I remember keeping the cool airplane shaped stirrers from my parents' drinks. Oh yes, alcoholic beverages were complimentary. The stewardess would even give them extra tiny bottles of my parents' favorite liquors so they could "freshen" their drinks as the ice melted.
Oh how I wanted some of those tiny little bottles. They were the perfect size to use with my dolls. And am I the only one who loved the smell of gin as a kid?
Hmm. It's a little creepy that so many childhood memories of mine include my parents drinking alcohol. Heh. But they were part of the cocktail generation. And the free stuff when you flew generation, I guess. I'm getting old and nostalgic.
Flying just isn't the same anymore.