8:15 AM | Author: Publius
I will try to structure this by category.  Fuck.  Malcolm just woke up.  Again.  After waking up at 7 and staying up until about 8:40ish.  That's am.  So, I guess I will start with our first category:

Boys.


Maybe this should be filed under jealousy, I'm not sure.  It seems that people seem to say that it is just boy behavior.  However, Neil is pretty rough with Malcolm.  Not like he beats him or whacks him in the head with a bat, he's just rough.


It doesn't matter what it is, if Malcolm is playing with something, Neil will rip it out of his hands, whether he wants it or not.



Lightsaber.


Gone.


Cars.  Gone.

Hat…blocks…a stick…a turd…

Gone.


It makes what should be easy tasks to do, like getting ready to leave somewhere or getting crap together very difficult and that's what we do the entire trip.  Get stuff ready for the next day, unpack food, make dinner, etc….wash, rinse, repeat.  At this point, neither of us trusts Neil to be alone with him, just because of how rough he is.  In his face, hugging, then pushing, then leaning all his body weight on him, then slowly and sneakily sliding a foot out to push him further…etc.  You get the picture.  



Sure, this looks cute, but it's really not.

If one of them is on one of us, the other gets jealous.  I can't say I'm really sure about what to do about all this as it gets very frustrating.  In addition to the just talking at will and then getting louder to try to talk over someone.


Malcolm had a full, stinky diaper for the picture on the right.  Good boy.

Phone and fuckingRyanAir….

We have been trying to get our flight out of Lisbon to the next stop for a few hours now.  We have pretty much made a decision on where we are going - and that took a long time but I think we have finally made a decision and are ready to book.

Jess has called that fucking low budget, low customer service, low class, RyanAir four times to try to figure out what we need to do to book a flight.  For some reason, there is no standard agreed upon rules for booking a seat for an infant.  We're buying the seat, what's the fucking problem?!?!?!

Jess was on their web chat help and after getting a convoluted answer from the person, as she tried to go online and buy the flights, the guy cut her off.  The  she got on the phone with them and was hung up on 3 fucking times.  That's after 8-10 minutes of wait time and that's 10 cents a minute.

The RyanAir scam is that you can buy an adult seat for the kid but they have to be registered as a lap infant, which carries another $20 fee.  That's in addition to your bags, buying a reserved seat and then buying priority boarding which for the record is not guaranteed:

So, I can't find it because even their website is shit.  I click on the link for the regulations and it just reopens the page.  WTF?

So, the flight may be one that they have to bus you to the plane.  You can have priority boarding but they cannot guarantee you priority off the bus and on to the plane.  WTF?

If you'd like to read more experiences with RyanAir - our own (and I think I have others lined in it) click here.  It's truly amazing that this company is still in business.  It's their 30th anniversary this year.  If RyanAir were a baby animal, their mother would have eaten them.  If you like the posts where I do a lot of cursing and am just fucking angry, look out for the RyanAir flight post because that will be the one.  People behave like animals to get on the flight - they push, knock into one another and generally couldn't give a shit what happens to the person next to them.  All for a small, shitty seat on a shitty plane with shitty service that you have to pay for.

Carseats. 
The last trip, we took the Diono seat because it folded up and this would be good for traveling.  It weighs like 95 lbs.  Sure it was on a little cart but that didn't help when it needed to be carried or pushed down the aisle of the plane - which, by the way, we barely used it because Neil flipped out on the flight to Glasgow and barely stayed in his seat.  Add this to the 50 something lbs suitcase and then the backpack and then probably a kid and you have modern torture rack.

Back to Boys.
This was the last 5 minutes while writing this.  Should be self-explanatory.  What you don't see is who slapped who on the hand with the f'ing measuring cup.






Back to fuckingRyanAir….
So, she gets back on the web chat with someone and they tell her that she was misinformed.  You do not have to buy the lap infant and the other seat thing….so, apparently if there are no other f'ups, we will be leaving Lisbon and landing in Frankfurt on July 20th.  I think.  Provided that is the correct date.

What's a trip to Europe without a flight with RyanAir?

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