Tuesday, 1 April 2014

Airport Adventures



I took a two hour flight earlier this week, all alone with baby A. I was quite apprehensive about how I would manage alone, but I met a whole bunch of people who helped ease my nerves a great deal 
  • The C-Suite executive who offered baby A some very expensive magazines, which I politely refused, for she knows not the difference between a Wharton journal and Bombay Times.
  • The classic neighbourhood aunty who gave me 5 minutes of unsolicited advice about raising children from whom I slipped away on the pretext of checking the flight status.
  • A young mother of a slightly older child, who reassured me that that phase I am in now, is way better than hers.
  • A group of college kids, obviously hungover, craving for some sleep. The look of horror on their faces was priceless to the point of being funny when I walked alongside them towards the boarding gates. They sneakily tried to check which flight I was taking by throwing furtive glances at my boarding pass / hand baggage tags.
  • The genuinely nice teenager who patiently kept picking up her toy every time she dropped it, so much so, it became a game of sorts!
  • A chic lady at the coffee shop with a Fendi bag, doused in the finest of Issey Miyake fragrances. She looked disdainfully at my dark circles, far from perfect hair, unkempt toe nails. I felt like an old hag. She then ruined her perfect image by asking for an “Expresso” and I had the last laugh ;-)
I had such a swell time observing people’s reaction to the presence of a woman travelling alone with a baby, but there has to be a rotten egg hidden somewhere right? A pervert who would crane his neck any length to catch a glimpse of a woman breast feeding. Hmph!

18 comments:

  1. :D. I remember my times.

    And 'Expresso' huh! :D

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  2. Your (mis)adventures reminded me of the time I traveled alone with my baby. Guess some things never change. Great post! Had fun reading :)

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  3. Great post. I love your observations of the people around you

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  4. I had fun reading your post and letting pictures of the people helping you float in and out! I can just see them all...you have described them so well. Shame about the pervert...there's always one isn't there! Good luck with the next 25 posts!

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    1. Thanks for taking the time out to read my blog Jenny. You have found yourself a follower!

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  5. Great observations. The espresso lady made me laugh. :)

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  6. Oh, I love the mother with the older child comment. Isn't it so true? The people with unsolicited advice. "Wait until they…" Sometimes as a mom, my goal is just to make it until bed time. LOL

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    1. So true! I used to get really worked up with the unsolicited advice bit, I have however learnt to take it in my stride now.

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  7. Oh how I remember airport visits with four children in tow...A nightmare at the time but great memories now :)

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    1. Reminiscence is a long way ahead for me :) Thanks for visiting my blog!

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  8. Wow.. You travelled alone with a baby of a few months? You have some guts! Good to know that people are helpful - I always thought that people hate babies on airplanes. :)

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    1. Depends on how well behaved the child is :) Yes, it is a mean mean world ;)

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