When Flying Was Fun
Sitting on the plane squished into a seat with no leg room remembering when flying used to be fun. Flying was always exciting to me - a new adventure upon landing. Now it is an effort to be civil to the rude TSA employees who have the unfortunate task of enforcing rediculous reactive safety policies and a scramble to find an overhead compartment for the carryon bag. Now with the airlines charging for checked bags, more and more passengers are trying to bring their suitcases onboard. In an effort to cram more people on each flight, they have added more seats placing them closer together, removing any semblance of leg room, and not adding more overhead compartments to accomidate the increase in number of passengers.
Now I look fondly back at a time when every passenger would get a hot face towel and hard candy to suck on on takeoff and landing. When every child would be given a pair of pilot's wings and a pack of slippery playing cards. When you could go up and sit in the cockpit with the pilots and imagine you were in a spaceship. I wonder if airline travel will ever be "fun" again.
