Taxi fear, Subway courtesy 

So my family spent 4 nights in New York City in July. We had a blast!

We traveled so lightly. Meaning, we didn’t transport at least 12 articles of baggage. We didn’t even take the car seats.

We needed to take a taxi 2x though. The law in NY does not require kids to be in car seats in taxis. Convenient. And scary. What kind of mother would I be if I didn’t have the kiddos strapped in? IMG_9056A nervous but surprisingly calm one. Our two trips the kids say on our laps with our arms around them. They had a blast. Eek! IMG_9061We took the subway the rest of the time. Trains! Noise! Heat! It was exciting and overwhelming for the kids. But EVERY time we boarded the train a person gave up their seat for us.Young and even old people. How nice!  (Did we look that frazzled with out strollers?) I was prepared to encounter rudeness but found courtesy instead. Bravo Nueva York!

Mr D loved looking out the windows at...the dark

Mr D loved looking out the windows at…the dark

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What airlines ought to tell us…read and learn

Our family of four schlepped 5 pieces of luggage, 2 car seats, 4 heavy carryons, 4 backpacks, and 2 gate checked strollers. We couldn’t even move it all ourselves without a porter. I joked, “I hope the plane takes off!” I mean, one of my carryons was near 40 pounds, and my backpack probably 20. What if everyone on the plane acted as we did? WHAT IF I CAUSED THE PLANE TO NOT TAKE OFF?

 This’ll be a long post.  But read on…I guarantee you’ll learn a lot.

First of all, why worry about where and how much weight is on a plane? Well, the airplane can only carry so much useful payload [weight of all the stuff you add onto the plane] if you want it to lift off. Weight needs to be balanced or it will effect the nose of aircraft. Too much weight in the front, nose will aim down and, you know, planes need to go UP. Too much weight in the back, the nose will raise too high and stall (the wings stop producing lift, and you can’t maneuver the plane, and well, you stop flying).

Many moons ago I was an active pilot. I learned about weights and balance for little 2 and 4 seater Cessnas.  I could ask the weight of my passengers and sit them appropriately.  If they weighed too much, I would take some fuel out of the tanks. (I was never flying very far).

 I pondered all the weight that gets thrown on a commercial flight. We don’t get asked how much we weigh (can you imagine that?). They don’t weigh our carryons.  I decided to interview an old acquaintance whom I met years ago through a women’s pilot club (the 99s). She was a flight instructor and now she flies commercially for a cargo company, but knows a lot about passenger airline practices. So here’s what I learned from her:

1) Pilots use something called a Flight Management System (FMS). They can plug all their info in, like navigation, wing balance, fuel, landing weight, etc.

2) Pilots assume each passenger and their carryon weighs 175 pounds in summer and 185 pounds in winter. (do we really walk around with 10 extra pounds of clothes and boots in winter? jeez.) They assume pilots are 215 pounds each – they used to lug up to 50 pounds of flight charts around – thank God for ipads and glass cockpits!

3) Baggage – they separate the oversize bags from the regular ones, and give the luggage count to the pilot.  The baggage loaders don’t really make the organizing decisions, but rather mostly just do as they are told.  Sometimes the pilots need to explain to the baggers who are getting cheeky why the bags need to be arranged a certain way and why they might need to rearrange.  The factors for the organizing process include…

4) Obviously front to back balance is important.  But left to right is too. The floor of the airplane has a maximum weight limit too. Don’t want to stress one part of the plane’s frame.  If the baggage shifts during flight because of maneuvers or gusts of wind, that can effect the pilot too.  So rope those bad boys down.

5) Anything that is toxic or flammable gets placed near the pilot (this is probably more for cargo pilots).  That way, if anything catches fire, the pilots and the other people helping with the situation know exactly where that dangerous material is and can handle it quickly instead of searching through all the baggage and wasting time.  Unless it’s radioactive.  That shit goes in the back.

Since she only weighs 30 pounds, does that negate my 40 pound carry on? 😉

So what if the pilot finds the plane getting heavy (ie: Laura’s family schleps too much on board) or the plane isn’t balanced? What’s an aviator or aviatrix to do?

1) Taking fuel away like on my itty bitty plane is not an option.  FAA requires enough fuel on board to not only reach your destination, but to fly to an alternate airport plus reserves.  This is a fixed number so no, you can’t adjust that. Don’t even think about it!

2) A few bags might have to be left behind.  Yeah, sucks if it’s your bag and you just spent half an hour watching the baggage carousel go round and round. But hey, your plane got off the runway right?? 😉

3) You might hear the workers announce at the gate for volunteers to be bumped to a different flight.  Sometimes this is because of double booking, but might be due to weight issues.

4) For balance, you sometimes see the flight attendants walking through the plane counting people.  They are counting kids (they are light), infants in laps, pets, and sometimes ask people to rearrange.

So what can we do to help? There is so much that goes on behind the scenes when we fly. But we don’t need to make the job harder.

When an announcement is made to not all line up around the bathrooms in the back, that’s not just to keep the aisle clear.  Enough people move to the back on the plane and we can push the nose up! My pilot friend said that it is quite the experience to watch the plane nose rise and without seeing, you know a bunch of people are lining up by the back bathrooms. (this is only a degree or half a degree, but maybe Myth Busters show can do an experiment to see how many people doing a peepee dance it’ll take to stall a plane. lol).  Besides, there’s a $10,000 fine for not listening to those flight attendants.

Which leads me to a public service announcement my pilot friend would like to make. Keep your seat belts on until that damn light goes off! I know you’re eager to get off the plane, but there have been airplane incursions (accidents) involving parked planes.  It’s not unheard of for planes to skid on refrozen de-icing material on the ground. The pilot might need to slam on the breaks. We shouldn’t take our car seat belts off before we park, don’t do it on the tarmac.

Ok! I hope you learned a lot.  I did!

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50 States walked into a bar

I just saw this on Facebook: http://www.tickld.com/x/the-50-states-of-america-if-they-were-actually-people-in-a-bar

Read all the way (ok skip) to the bottom. I think PR would also be salsa dancing out on that street there. 😉

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Pumping Problema

I wrote about my gripe about pumping gas in Puerto Rico. But apparently I’ve gotten used to it. 

And apparently I didn’t get gas last winter when we went back to Wisconsin.  

This has nothing to do with pumping gas.

  Because during our Wisconsin visit this summer I went to pump gas (without kids). I did a little dance driving in because it was pay-at-the-pump! Yes! I got out with my credit card, got distracted by the TV playing IN the gas pump (really? Why???), did my thing, pumped gas and wondered why my receipt didn’t print. Weird. Whatever. I pulled away and stopped at the red lift at the intersection. 

That’s when the kid from the gas station ran over to my window and said “You forgot to pay”. Huh? 

I did a U-y and paid in the store, still scratching my head. Whoops. Almost became a felon. 

I was so confused. 

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I’ll admit. I’m a biking snob. 

I don’t think I’ll ever bike in Puerto Rico. At least around Mayaguez. Oh I see people biking. Quite a bit. Especially on the route to Playa Sucia. But…I’m a bit of a biking snob.  

not once have i seen a Tagalong bike or a bike trailer for kids on PR. here we are on the Elroy-Sparta trail on WI

 A) I don’t like hills. I tackle them reluctantly but I’d rather not.  

flat. no cars. connects cities. now we’re talking.

 

B) I don’t trust the drivers in Puerto Rico to know how to share the road, especially on the busy, skinny streets. There is a small biking path near the Litoral park but it’s very short. I think there are more paths on the north side of the island?

C) Its bloody hot here. 

It’s still great for my kiddos to learn how to ride bikes here though. My neighborhood is flat and the sidewalks work well for them. 

Oh well. I’ll never forget how to ride a bike right?  We can hike here.

over thr beltline highway in Madison ob a bridge just for bikes

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More strange and amusing

you just wouldn’t see this letter combo in the States

  

boat food cart

   

tee hee. mustache

 

I saw this and was concerned enough to put it into Google translate. The police will be rounding up what? oooo…stray horses. good to know

  

the sign says “for sale”. i I’d buy the rock.

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No matter how far you roam…

no matter how far you roam on this planet, how far you go from the familiar, how little you have to grasp on to that is comforting, there will always be music. Music that transports you to a happy memory, a person who made you smile, or an activity from your youth. For all those travelers out there, you know what I mean.

In London (1999/2000 ie pre-iPods) I dragged along my swing music CDs. When I was a little lonely or tired of everything being unfamiliar I listened to my Benny Goodman and Gene Krupa. It made me happy and introspective.

The other day I listened to Regina Spektor. I thought of my friend Gina, of college, of life pre kids. I could’ve been anywhere in the world listening to her sing. And I would’ve gotten the same contented feeling of so far having been down a life road that has brought me immense joy and satisfaction.

my ipod in my kitchen

 

No matter where life takes me music will follow along. I love it.

What song will instantly take me back to Puerto Rico when I’m in a different place and time? I will know years from now when I’m on my next adventure. But for now, it might be Marc Anthony’s “Vivir mi Vida“. It’s catchy and everywhere.

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Momentous news!

“Have you seen Facebook or the news??” my sister texted me. I hadn’t. Gay marriage was legal in ALL states! The Supreme Court’s decision to legalize gay marriage spurred Puerto Rico into following suit! yippee!

I saw this article. After talking with my massage therapist I have been interested in seeing this story unfold.

:)

(I didn’t take this photo, but it’s the Puerto Rican capitol)

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Oh please don’t let this have the typical outcome!

So many business that looked like they once we great ended up as decrepit and abandoned around here. In Aguadilla there is an old kids train and what once looked like an awesome area full of activities. Now the huge tree house is never open, and the playground there is half broken.    So when a new acquaintance that I had met through the expat forum invited me to meet her at Happy Land in Añasco I was eager to check it out. It had been on my radar.    It was much like some indoor areas we’ve been to in Atlanta and Madison.  Great fun. With ice cream in the same building!   A few dollars gets you into the play area for an hour. But bring small bills for the extra rides…    I only had to rescue crying, lost kids twice. (One was mine). 

Uh, how much weight can this thing bear?

     All in all, I hope this establishment survives the test of time because it seems so cool. I’d hate to see it become an empty building. 

look out for that tiger!

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Kids know we were born to travel

“When is Emma moving to Puerto Rico?” (Emma lives in St Louis)

“Why do they speak English in Wisconsin?” (Meaning, why not mostly Spanish like at home?)

“Can we go to Mexico/Japan/France?”

These are all questions my son has asked me. Kids seem to know that humans are meant to explore, be curious, and investigate their world.

Somewhere along growing up a lot of people forget that. Oh I know many people who are happy to stay home, never leaving the boarders of their country, state or even their city. But I think we were meant to wander. With or without loved ones with us, to places that are new and different. IMG_8173

Our minds are built to grow. Kids ask questions questions and more questions. Shouldn’t we keep asking? Wouldn’t you like someone to show a genuine interest in your culture? Share ideas? And just accept that different doesn’t mean bad.

Although, a foundation does need to be set. I do feel badly that my 4 year old son has lived in 4 different houses. But we talk openly about all of them, where we’ve been and the fun things we’ve done. We keep traditions alive.  Most traditions can travel.

Life is fun.

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