Want to know what not to do when you fly the friendly skies? Just ask British socialite Clare Irby, a descendant of the Guinness family, and random dude Daniel Melia, who may go down in history as the worst passengers ever. They tore s**t up on an 11-hour flight from India to London—they were so punk-rock that the cops were waiting to arrest them on the tarmac. The two got it on while Clare’s two-year-old son cried and Daniel’s girlfriend slept nearby. When the GF woke up, she and Daniel got in a fight and he threw his iPod headphones at her. Meanwhile, Clare woke sleeping passengers, demanding wine and accusing the in-flight staff of stealing her bag filled with diamonds. The ruckus continues, after the jump. Keep reading »
Some people’s pets are like kids to them…and any parent would go nuts if you put their kid in the cargo hold. That’s why Pet Airways will fly your furry friend to your desired destination on their own fleet of planes on pets-only flights.
Pet Airways only flies to five cities in the U.S. and charges a flat, one-way fee of $250. But pet owners interviewed by the AP say the cost is worth the piece of mind knowing their basset hound or tabby cat will be escorted onto the flight along with about 50 other pets, checked on every 15 minutes during the flight, and given a bathroom break on the layover. Flights are already booked up for two months! Is it just me, or does this business idea sound like the really bad plot of a kids’ movie? [Or my dream job. -- Editor] [AP] Keep reading »
It would be hard to find a more fitting pair than of sex and travel. Here, one adventurer, who has kissed an uncounted number of men who don’t share her zip code, shares her experience combining the two through more than 30 countries.
Long flights aren’t just for, well, flying. While you’re thousands of feet above ground, why not join a certain club? You know exactly what I mean. While I’m not an expert on helping you find that handsome, adventurous someone for your tryst, I can definitely help with the logistics, especially now that planes are feeling more like sardine cans lately (thank you fuel prices). And joining the MHC is really the best way to end any vacation. Keep reading »
Being in a secure, drama-free relationship has its perks: you don’t really have to shave your legs in winter unless you feel like it; sex is always at the ready, if you want it; and there’s always someone to call on for backup if your Tivo is acting up and you just have to record Gossip Girl. But being part of a “we” has its downsides, usually things you take for granted as a singleton. Take, for example, the seemingly unspoken couple rule that says when traveling with a boyfriend, the girlfriend will always — unless blessed by a relatively empty plane that guarantees a full row — be sitting bitch. Keep reading »
Joining the mile high club used to be a big deal. First, you both had to sneak past the flight attendants, then you had to contort yourselves into a disgusting 2-foot-square box with fluorescent lighting and a toilet, and finally you had to, once again, slip past the suspecting flight attendants who totally knew what was up. Well, Singapore Airlines has practically taken the fun out of this furtive endeavor now that theyâ€™ve added double beds to some of their planes. The only thing is, theyâ€™re asking passengers to keep their trousers on. Rightâ€¦The suites arenâ€™t soundproof, so just suppress yourself from screaming things like, â€œWe have liftoff!â€ [Times UK] Keep reading »