The Gypsy Life

The whole concept of gypsy's amazes me for some reason. I have no idea why. I remember first hearing about gypsys in Ireland. I think it was disability discrimination training. Yes, you can't discriminate against gypsys (ok, I believe the politically correct term here is members of the "travelling community"!) You say potato, I say pa-tah-to. Anyhow, gypsys travel around from place to place and never really settle down anywhere. I guess. Please note that this is completely my own generalisation. And feel free to add your description of a gypsy in the comments section of this post! Long story short, in the EU you are not allowed to discriminate against the deaf, blind, physically disabled, oh and the gypsys... WTF?!?! Well, every time I travel somewhere I am reminded of this certain incident that occurred on mine and Kevin's trip to Budapest involving an entire family of gypsys. (That in itself is a completely different story and if your a good little boy or girl, maybe someday Auntie Andrea will explain it to you!)

Now getting back to reality, I discuss travelling with "members of the travelling community" because travelling with these individuals is one of my biggest pet peeves when on the road. Or by train, plane and any old automobile. So, Kevin and I spent this past weekend in sunny San Diego and 75% of our plane was full of "members of the travelling community" aka gypsys! Nah, I'm just playin with you now. We actually had no interactions at all with hipsy gypsys. But on my weekend little rendezvous, I did take note of some of the things that peeve me when I'm travelling. (I am sure a few of you will most likely agree with me on some of these!)

1) Travelling with Gypsys (wait for Blog Post #547 for the real story to be uncovered!)

2) People who do not turn off their electronic devices for take-off and landing. Ok, I admit, I'm a bit of a Nervous Nancy when I fly and I'm super strict about following all the rules. But seriously, they ask us to do this for a reason. I mean turn that sh&t off for 15 minutes. If the plane goes, down its all these douchies fault that the pilot couldn't communicate and when we're never found, I'm voting that we eat YOU first!

3) Mr. and Mrs. Eager Beaver who stand in line 45 minutes before boarding (at least when flying southwest!) Really? Sit your eagerlicious self down. Your already in the A group and no one is going to steal your thunder!

Ok I guess those are my only real pet peeves. But they really do peeve me. A. LOT. At least #2. Seriously. Power it off. Thank you!

Now I will take the liberty of telling you why some of the most common pet peeves do NOT bother me. To be honest with you, I don't really get peeved at too many things. I work out a lot and I drink a lot of wine. That makes me a pretty happy lil pussycat. Meow!

1) Flight delays - Ok, yes they are a bit annoying but if you think about it, aren't you more concerned with arriving to your destination safely rather than going down in the Hudson on time??? Chillax and grab yourself a drink at the bar. And repeat after me, "I will not let this ruin my day, I will not let this ruin my day." I've never tried this technique but ya never know, it may work!!

2) People with crying babies - they're babies, they're scared. They can't help it. You can. Deal with it. And if your on a longhaul flight, well that's what they make Xanax for!

3) Random seat buddies chatting you up. I actually like chatting with random people bc it helps kill the time until we reach the cruising altitude in which I can turn my handy dandy little ipod on. (You may or may not be noticing a trend that I am a bit apprehensive in the air.) So yes, when I travel I wear a sign on my head that says new friends are welcomed.

Now that I've shared some of my travelling troubles and tips, I would like to hear what irks you the most when your en route to destinationland! Please vote for your biggest pet peeve in my poll!