Tag: Air Travel

I Was Harassed on a Plane. Stop Asking What My Husband Was Doing.

Posted on
Aug 25, 2016
Posted in: Personal Essay

  On Monday, I wrote about an incident that happened to me on a recent international flight. A passenger became verbally abusive and physically intimidating because I reclined my seat. It terrified me, and the flight crew moved us, after the guy made it clear that if I reclined my seat again he would not stop tormenting…

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Bullying, Sexism, and Panic Attacks on Planes

Posted on
Aug 22, 2016
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  It’s a little past six a.m. here in Seattle, but I’ve been up for more than three hours, trying to sleep, but inadvertently writing this post in my head. We returned from Scotland yesterday, connecting through London to Seattle – the last leg of the trip now so familiar to us, I know the…

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Ruminations on Malaysia Airlines Flight 370

Posted on
Mar 12, 2014

I’ve been thinking a lot about Malaysia Airlines flight 370 which went missing days ago. I suppose everyone has. It’s strange and sad, and right now it’s an open-ended mystery, which I think must be excruciating for the family members of the 239 people who were on board. I honestly can’t imagine anything worse that not knowing.…

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2013, Revisited: Self-Portraits on Planes

Posted on
Jan 9, 2014
Posted in: Air Travel, Photos

– I know, I know. I already recapped 2013 with a bunch of nauseating photos of me and my husband, making out in various locations around the world. And many of you clicked through it, and managed to contain the contents of your stomach, and for that, you should be commended.

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The TSA Almost Confiscated My Souvenirs. Here’s Why.

Posted on
Jan 7, 2014
Posted in: Air Travel

This post was almost about macaronuts (which is, for those of you who are unfamiliar, a French macaron that is batter dipped and fried, like a doughnut. I whispered sweet nothings at it while eating it, like a praying mantis to her mate. But something slightly more interesting happened just today (if such a thing…

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My Bathroom Reveals That Jet Lag = Drunk.

Posted on
Jun 16, 2013

Observation: being jet lagged isn’t that radically different from being drunk. Your short term memory suffers, you find yourself in dire need of a sandwich and a shower (and briefly consider how you might tackle both simultaneously), and you litter your home with random articles of clothing. Behold: –

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  • Rand insisted on organizing our books by color *after* I had organized them alphabetically, AS ONE SHOULD. I suspect this is the closest I will ever come to divorcing him. I can't find a damn thing. But yes, it does look nice. #bookstagram #booklove #colorcodedbooks #bookshelf #shelfie
  • Four flights in five days. So sleepy. Finally heading home after a wonderful few hours in Ashland seeing @demeritt's incredible one-man show.
  • Why yes, I did run off to Ashland for a hot minute with the most handsome man in the world. What did you do today?
  • Thank you, Minneapolis, for reminding me that we can be pretty, even in the rain.
  • Stumbled upon these paranoid stone benches in MSP and they are speaking to my soul.
  • And to think, all this time I've been telling myself I pecan't.
  • Packing. Home in shambles. Accidently broke my own arm off of this wedding gift a dear friend made us. The symbolism is not lost on me.
  • This absurdly handsome man bounded across the stage in his "Nevertheless, She Persisted" t-shirt and talked about how he doesn't always adhere to gender norms, and that's okay. #soproud #inbound17 #latergram
  • Oh, okay, fine, I'll keep him. (Off to the Inbound conference, where I expect to trounce this fool with my speaking score.) #thisagain #randaldineselfie #selfiesonaplane
  • I sent @randderuiter to the housewares store by himself and this happened. I am the luckiest woman in the world. #christopherwalken #davidbowie #bowiepillow #walkenpillow

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