About halfway through a 3,755-mile road trip from Orlando to Seattle, I had a little reality check. It happened a few minutes into an hour-long interview with an NPR show in Madison, Wis., when the topic swerved toward unruly kids in a car.
The helicopter parents have landed. They’re on our site and they want us to help them. Should we?
Gianpiera Borroni thought her $150 unaccompanied minor fee would guarantee someone from Delta would look after her child. She thought wrong.
One thing frequent and infrequent travelers agree on is that the airline boarding process … stinks, for want of a more family-friendly word.
John Dunlop’s daughter, Francine, was supposed to fly from Copenhagen to Washington with her four children, including six-month old twins, last Friday. All by herself. Talk about an impossible trip.
A distraught mother recently called me about her 17-year-old daughter who had been raped by a teenage male passenger on a cruise ship. “She didn’t invite this,” she said in voice weary with worry. “She did not know her attacker.”
What is it with airlines and kids these days?
When Molly Todd tried to secure seat assignments for a recent US Airways flight from Philadelphia to Cancun, Mexico, she made a disappointing discovery.
Or having kids. That’s not to understate the tragedy of hyperthermia in parked cars, which kills at least 27 children every year. It’s the number-one, non-crash vehicle-related cause of death for of our nation’s kids, according to the Transportation Department.
Kids on a plane. No four words incite more acrimonious debate among air travelers. Not “your flight is delayed.” Not “here’s a new fee.” Not even “snakes on a plane.”