After sitting in the Pittsburg airport from 10:47-4:50, flying to DC, sitting in the Reagan Washington National Airport from 6:00-8:15, I had to ride a bus for what seemed like miles to another terminal and board an aircraft too small to pull up to a gate. I took my place at Seat 9F and directly behind me in seat 10F was a 70 tall man holding his 13 month old on his lap. The child screamed non-stop for approximately 45 minutes, but was finally pacified when her father allowed her to open and slam the window shade repeatedly for a steady 10 minutes. All the while, this mans knees were plunging intermittently into the back of my seat when suddenly a horrid odor wafted toward me. This man was feeding this child a can of Vienna Sausage. I covered my nose trying not to gag. To occupy my mind, I pulled out the book I bought earlier. When I attempted to turn on the overhead reading lamp, the bulb went out. I could not read, I could not use electronic devices, and I could not breathe due to the staunch wiener odor. We continued onward for the remainder of the 2 hour flight. Only twice did an animal cracker fly over the seat into my hair... Pretty amazing. The child calmed after a little more than an hour, yet her fathers knees were, by that time, something I had grown accustomed to feeling against my back. Just as the captain announced our descent to Birmingham, the child was startled by the intercom and began the torturous bellowing once again. We are now on the ground waiting to exit the plane as she screams and claws at the interior wall of the plane like a caged animal. I can assure you there are 52 passengers, including myself as well as that childs father, who cant get off this plane fast enough.
Posted on: Mon, 19 May 2014 01:59:04 +0000
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