Jetlag Blues
On my way home from Australia, I saw a family of Europeans whose nighttime was apparently our daytime. The kids were bored and ran up and down the aisles for hours, making it impossible to sleep. The cabin staff were useless. One kid waves a green laser around while in transit. His idiot parents didn’t punish him, even though I wasn’t sure if the laser was strong enough to blind someone.
It’s a good thing their connecting flight wasn’t the same. I slept maybe for two hours before attending my mother’s funeral.
