Snakes On A Plane

As a white-knuckle flyer with a horrid imagination, something happened on our plane ride home from the U.K. that put me in a tizzy!

One week in the U.K. has me talking like a true Brit.

On our pleasant ride home a mom with a new baby sat in front of us.

Babies are unpredictable so one does not know what could happen.

This baby, Max, was a cutie pie. He smiled and talked, a perfect trooper so far.

About one hour into the trip his mom noticed a steady stream of water coming in over her head.

I thought oh no, a hole in the plane, we are going down! I was too busy playing Bejeweled Blitz to pay attention to instructions of what to do if we crashed.

Luckily the people around me were not in panic mode. It was a full bottle of water in someone's luggage. She had to stand up, cover up from feeding the baby, and hand him off to her traveling companion.

We all pressed the stewardess button and she said, “OK who has luggage up here that is leaking?”  No one admitting to it. Meanwhile the mom was wiping water in a steady stream with her baby blanket. The stewardess was more interested in finding the guilty one than wiping up the mess. She said, “This is not in my pay grade. I deserve combat pay for this job.”

We will not tell her what we, the passengers, deserve flying (another story at a later date).

I told her the mom should get a free trip. The stress of wiping up a whole bottle of water on her a head could affect her milk.  And a trip to the salon too.

Stay tuned we have seven hours to go. We may spot a snake.