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AANY BLOG ~ Turn Off Your Phone!

Wednesday, December 7th, 2011

Good grief, how did we ever survive planes without cell phones, smart phones, tablets, and laptops? People need to learn to disconnect when they step on board.

In case you missed it, today’s big brouhaha is over did whether or not actor Alec Baldwin turned his phone off soon enough to meet with the flight attendant’s approval. Baldwin was booted from an American Airlines plane when the flight attendant said he refused to stop playing Words With Friends when she asked him. Baldwin claims they were still at the gate and that forcing him off the plane was a power play by the attendant.

I admit there have been plenty of times when I’ve been a last minute phone power-downer, but when the flight attendant makes a point of asking you, you do it. The rules are there for your safety and—more importantly to me—my safety.   You may disagree, but too bad.

Full discloser: as a road warrior, there are times when I’m working until the door closes and power up again as soon I can. But for the most part, I really take refuge on planes.  They are one place where no one can reach me. The only people I’ll take calls from once I’ve boarded are clients who I know wouldn’t call unless it was important and my dear old grey-haired mom. But even then, I explain where I am and make it short .

It wasn’t all that long ago that we didn’t have these gadgets and had to simply amuse ourselves by reading real magazines and books or—heaven forbid!—talking to the person next to us. Sometimes I long for those days. Especially when I am settling into my seat and having to listen to everyone around me chattering on their phones to people not on board. Oh, and the things I hear! Business stuff. Personal stuff.

Just two weeks ago as we were landing, I heard someone talking and looked over to see the guy across the aisle talking on the phone WHILE WE WERE STILL APPROACHING TO LAND! The flight attendant was seated and couldn’t get up. We were still more than 5 miles from the airport! She got on the speaker and told him to get off and he did. But seriously? That call couldn’t wait until we were on the ground? The flight attendant told me later she could have had the guy arrested at the gate but didn’t want to delay her next flight. Whether Alec Baldwin deserved to be hauled off is debatable, but this guy deserved it and paid no penalty.

If my flight got delayed because a misbehaving cell phone user got the punishment he deserved, I’d applaud.

Janice McDonald is a writer, producer, and avid traveler.  She is the author of Historic Walking Guides: BrugesThe Insider’s Guide to AtlantaThe Insider’s Guide to Myrtle Beach and the Grand Strand; and, most recently, Day Trips from Atlanta: Getaway Ideas for the Local Traveler.  

AANY BLOG ~ Thankful for Thanksgiving

Wednesday, November 16th, 2011

Each Thanksgiving, we pause to recognize the things we are truly thankful for. Among my many blessings are my wonderful friends and the fact that each year I get to spend the holiday in Scotland with a small and very important group of them.

“Scotland?!” you exclaim.

Well, the Thanksgiving traditions with these friends date back to more than a decade ago when they lived in Wyoming. The husband of the group is Scottish, and when their son decided that he wanted to attend his father’s school, rather than packing their 12-year-old off to a boarding school on the other side of the world, they moved there.

It took a year for our group to figure out that we just needed to move our gathering from Wyoming to Scotland, and we’ve been doing it ever since. The results have been that I’ve met another group of new friends, plus I’ve got a second home in the land of my ancestors.

rare Scottish Snowfall

St. Mary's Church in Haddington

I’ve probably seen every corner of Scotland at some point, but our visits are about spending time with friends and truly celebrating Thanksgiving. We start planning the next year while the current one is under way.

Of course, we have to pack some of the trimmings—poultry seasoning, canned pumpkin, and cranberries, which are all but impossible to find in a Tesco. Last year, we actually brought an ex-pat to tears when we presented her with a can of pumpkin from home. You don’t know how much you count on pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving until you can’t have it, and she hadn’t had it in four years.

The locals are in awe of the fact that we would come so far to celebrate what is an entirely American holiday, and they’re still trying to get their heads around the whole concept. It took us two years to convince the local butcher that, yes, we need the turkey ready a full month before Christmas. And I was once asked to give a talk to the local Girl Guides and explain the story of the pilgrims and that first Thanksgiving. I left out the part that the pilgrims were fleeing British rule, which the girls themselves are under.

This may be our last Thanksgiving in Scotland, as the aforementioned the son is graduating and wants to attend University back in the States. Somehow I know that even if it is, it won’t be the last time I spend a few days walking through fields in Scotland, shopping in Tesco, and sitting in the local pub telling tall tales. It’s in my blood, and for that, I am truly thankful.

Janice McDonald is a writer, producer, and avid traveler.  She is the author of Historic Walking Guides: BrugesThe Insider’s Guide to AtlantaThe Insider’s Guide to Myrtle Beach and the Grand Strand; and, most recently, Day Trips from Atlanta: Getaway Ideas for the Local Traveler.  

AANY BLOG ~ Miami’s Rental Car Nightmare

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011

Since I have somewhat bashed JFK for its lack of signs it’s only fair that Miami gets a shout-out for its ill planning as well. At question here is the new $270 million central Rental Car Center or the RCC.
In practice, the center itself is great. Sixteen rental car firms all under one roof. One stop shopping. However, the getting to and from the center should have someone asking for their money back.
For those unfamiliar with Miami’s airport, it is shaped not unlike a U with the various terminals dotted along that U. The rail system that takes you to the RCC is accessed through a tunnel from the bottom of that U. That means if you come in at one of the U’s ends, you walk and walk, take moving sidewalks and walk some more.
Signage is abysmal. You are supposed to magically know what RCC stands for. Then, because there is seemingly only two access points to the train system, it literally took us 15 minutes to get to it once we figured out which direction we should go. Once at the RCC, the rental was easy, breezy.
Then fast forward to our return.
When it was time to leave Miami, we budgeted extra time for our long walk back from the train and set out early. We drove onto the airport property and followed the signs to “Rental Car Return,” veering to the right off the airport entrance as we were guided. The exit took us on this incredibly circuitous route through construction areas, under and over roads (including the one we came in on). At varying times, the center was on our right, then on our left. On more than one occasion, we thought we were simply missed something, even pulling over to get our bearings. Then, after 10 minutes of driving, we found the entrance.
The RCC, as they call it, it 1.2 miles from the actual airport. We added 5 miles on our car trying to get to it.
To say it was a stressful experience is an understatement since we already were dreading the haul back from the train to our gate. Luckily, after we got off the train, I ducked my head into the adjoining parking garage and figured if we skipped the tunnel to the terminal and just cut through the garage, we could cut 10 minutes off our walk… and we did.
In fairness, I know construction is still underway, so hopefully the problems associated with actually being able to return the car will get sorted out. But someone seriously needs to address access to the rental car rail system.
It’s lovely for those who can walk out of Terminal E or F and right to the train, but anyone else is left to drag luggage up escalators or elevators and on and off moving sidewalks for a ridiculous distance – unless they figure that shortcut through the garage like we did.