A couple of weeks ago I was mildly fascinated by this tidbit about US Airways' plan to start putting ads on barf bags. But apparently this concept is old hat because on Alitalia this weekend I noticed they had ads for a motion sickness drug on their little paper bags. I don't quite agree with Michael Boyd, president of the Boyd Group, an aviation consulting group who said "Barf bags have a lot of shelf life – people aren't barfing as much in planes as they used to."
Maybe not in America, but my one hour flight from Barcelona to Milan had the scariest turbulence I'd ever experienced. Seriously, it was like the plane was free falling and catching itself. And I thought I was going to die on the Cyclone at Coney Island, which was nothing compared to this. Passengers were shrieking and barfing like crazy.
Perhaps I shouldn't concern myself too much with this development, as I'm guessing most airplane barfing is due to motion sickness, not conflicted emotions which is the main focus of my Vomit Watch.
Though today I think I almost had an "aha moment" as daytime sage Oprah would say. I kind of got the whole sick enough to throw up due to outside circumstances thing. I was totally bracing myself for going back to work, just knowing it would be traumatic and that everything would be a mess despite a temp filling in for me. I had imagined the worst and it exceeded all expectations. The only thing keeping me going was the sure thing, way out I had set up before going out of town. Well, sure things aren't done deals and it's never wise to count on things ever actually going your way (I mean, if you're me. Other people are certainly entitled to hopes and dreams and high expectations) because then they won't. My sure thing turned out to be a no go and I felt myself becoming very ill. My stomach was in knots and yes, nausea set in. But no, I did not puke. I did leave early though, but that's mostly because I'm disgruntled and disillusioned.
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glad to see you back. did you do any shopping while in Spain?
If it helps minimize the trauma of your turbulence at all, the plane Sherri and I took to Chicago had engine failure after we heard a very loud thunk during the flight, and we had to make an emergency landing. After we heard that we were going to have to land, the plane kept going up and down. We landed at an air force base in upstate New York, and these men in silver suits and fire trucks met us on the ground. I meant to blog about it. Hey, I still need to take you out belatedly for your birthday.
At least there weren’t any snakes on the plane, right?
Was it Stewart AFB, Heather? Not to be nosy. it’s the only one I know..
I love the simplicity of “Snakes on a Plane”. Straight, to the point. What will they think of next?
Yes, I think it was Stewart Newbergh. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stewart_International_Airport. Technically, it’s an “international” airport. They have a few American Eagle flights, but they were completely overwhelmed by our regular flight. Also they only have a Hudson News and a Quiznos. The airline gave us vouchers for Quiznos, so we could eat. On the other hand, at least our flight landed on the ground safely! Krista, let’s go see Snakes on a Plane, just so we can say we went.
I’m all about seeing Snakes on a Plane…
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