Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

Monday, February 27, 2017

Things Learned While Travelling Part 2

1. People do not know the rights Service Dogs have. Not even some legitimate Service Dog handlers.
2. My husband has a fantastic family whose love for each other is incredibly deep and will last lifetimes.
3. Travelling is one of the most exhausting things for a Spoonie to attempt to do.
4. It takes my husband being exhausted for four days in a row for him to start feeling the level of exhaustion I have after four hours of being awake.
5. Kennels are nice, but re-uniting with your puppy after a trip is better. (Jeph had a glorious time at his puppy summer camp.)
6. I will pay whoever I need to pay so that I never have to go to Texas ever again. Ugh. My apologies to anyone who loves Texas, but you're wrong.
7. Never admit to any American that you hate the song "God Bless the USA" (... and I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free...) (And I did just admit it here. Woops. That background track, though...Ew.)
8. There is actually not a site more inspiring and lovely than a bunch of families rushing to greet their loved ones they haven't seen in months.
9.  Jeph is a mix of Heeler and Alaskan Malamute. We saw a picture of those puppies and it was exactly him. Yes, this doesn't apply to anyone except us, but still. I learned this while travelling.
10. You're not drinking enough water. Go have a glass right now. You're welcome.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Things Learned While Travelling Part 1

Things I Have Learned By Travelling Part 1:

-People are mostly self-centered when in airports and will knock service dogs out of their way to get to their gates.

-McDonald's is good everywhere.

-I hate talking to people on planes.

-So many people refuse to read "Do Not Pet" signs.

-TSA agents are sweethearts who are usually dog lovers and who are doing a thankless job.

-DFW is the Devil. I have found Hell, and it is consistently located in the bowels of the Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport.

-Any airport that claims to have services to accommodate disabilities really just means that they have an elevator somewhere and some dirty wheelchairs that don't actually function and maybe someone who doesn't communicate well to drive you to a random gate.

-Riley is one of the most well-behaved Service Dogs in an airport at any given time.

-People love Riley and will run me over to ask her how she is and if she is a good dog.

-People think that if someone has a Service Dog, it is okay to interrupt their private conversations to loudly inquire about said dog.

-My husband is still my hero and gets even more annoyed than I do with the stuff disabled travellers have to put up with.

-Chick-Fil-A will give you a plain grilled chicken patty for your dog if you ask (yes, you pay for it).

-We need more USO rooms in DFW. PLEASE.

-Travelling with people who know what they're doing or travelling by yourself are the best ways to travel. Unless you like stress and adults acting like tired toddlers. 

-Watching CNN while waiting to board does not help with travel stress (AAAAAAAAAAA).

-Always wear loose-fitting clothes and say "screw it" to bras and belts. Put a sweater or jacket on over that business and be comfy. You'll thank me later.

-Empty water bottles that can be filled up after security are invaluable unless you like paying outrageous amounts of money for airport water.

-Be prepared (Scar or Boy Scouts version).

-No one can pronounce my last name.