Sunday, July 30, 2006
The trouble with airports is...

Dia daoibh, a chairde.
Tháinig mé ar ais ó Rhodes inniu agus táim tuirseach traochta caite anois. Chaitheamar ceithre uair ar an eitleán. Bhí sé torannach agus níor thug siad greim bia dúinn. Cén fáth?
Considering the fact that each passenger was up at two this morning, and they probably didn’t have time to bless themselves…much less cook breakfast…you would think that the company could spring for the lousy meal (and it was always lousy) on board!!!
Instead, the staff go through the plane, offering small cans of pop for 1.80euro and cans of beer for God knows what. Picture the scene… A plane full of Irish -two o’ clock in the morning - cranky and half cut from the night before yet the staff are recommending beer…is ait an mac an saol!!!
Another thing that struck me, while wiping sleep from my eyes, was the pace at which those in airports work. I understand that it may be warm but surely packing over a hundred people into one single queue when there are two other booths standing empty defies all logic. Waiting in queues could be described as the bane of my life so forgive me for my lack of consideration for those of you in the industry!!!
On a lighter note, while on holidays I was afforded the time to read “The Teenage Dirtbag Years” written by a certain Ross O’ Carroll Kelly. Now, anyone in my profession will be able to see similarities between Ross and a number of their students!!! A good read which is well worth a look.
