Not to worry, this is not another series, just a post and a relatively short one at that as there is only one rule: Dress nicely and be polite. Now, I am sure that my fine readers (and ps. I had the chance on my trip to meet some folks who complimented me on you all) know this and put it to practice. But we can all use a little reminder now and again.
Did I get upgraded, or surclassé on my flight home? I sure did. When I heard “Will Ms. Heather Robinson please come to the desk for a new boarding card?” I thought a silent “Yippee!” but kept quiet and did my best Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday imitation as I casually approached. True, at the initial check-in, I had begun with “Good Evening,” concluded with “Thank you so very much” and avoided making any kind of desperate, wishful comments upon learning that Economy was full. As for being polite, well, as someone who worked in luxury hotels in my younger days, I know that 85% of people are nervous when they travel. And nerves do not a polite person make. Those other 15% are like a ray of sunshine. So, Keep Calm and Carry On.
The attendant had already given me a quick once-over immediately at check-in and was well aware that I was not wearing sparkly bunny slippers on my feet (as was one of my fellow passengers, I kid you not) nor a velour tracksuit marked with embroidery across the derrière. I have to say that I am at a bit of a loss as to when and how it became the norm to wear such attire in such a situation. Now, don’t get me wrong, I am (a little wistfully) not of the hat and gloves generation but really, I have respect both for myself and for the act of travelling itself, which is nothing short of miraculous. Black stretchy jeans will do just fine in a pinch along with a simple sweater (ok, and my beloved pashmina didn’t hurt). And do you really need to carry on your bed pillow? Methinks not.
Call me a little punchy with the jet-lag…I am! But at the time I was très, très contente to sip a 2006 Saint-Estèphe as I zoomed over the Atlantic as well as to have been given an adorable little gray patent vanity kit (you have to love that term) with socks, moisturizer, etc. (pps. On long haul flights when I am in economy, I always look to snag an untouched one from Business on the way out–brushing one’s teeth does wonders for jet-lag). True, that feeling was nothing compared to the real happiness that surged up into my throat as I descended the escalator in Marseille and Remi and Ben slid into view.
I had a truly wonderful trip. Nothing but great moments. And just so much love from my Mom and Sister. It was like being swaddled in the finest silk every single day. Except better. As usual, I took far too many photos as I really think Ann Arbor is a fantastic town so I will be doing a bunch of short posts (please don’t feel pressured to leave comments!) once I get unpacked and there is slightly less fog on the brain. It feels good to go, good to come back. I love travelling.
I always dress properly when traveling, even on some bullet holes ridden old Fokker airplanes flying over African deserts or Asian landscapes… I try to upgrade with milage whenever possible…being a scared flyer I need a flat bed to sleep otherwise i go through hours of anguish. When traveling in, as i refer to, the cattle class, I always have one of my "bags" with toiletries, Xanax,and my I phone. These bags are fabulous for jewelry storage…
I just do not understand why in the States, travelers have adopted the "comfort outfits", they can be spotted in the streets of Paris in sweats, shorts T shirt etc… perhaps it is still the french in me where appearance counts. Glad you had a great trip!
RIGHT ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!The clothes people wear out in public!I dare say you missed the generation that wore their PJ's to school!!!!!!!!!Really very unbecoming.Donot go to an opera Heather in the USA !!Its absolutely sad what people wear to such an event in such a beautiful building.For me part of the experience is people watching and believe me jeans and a t-shirt donot go well at an opera house.I'm off track………airport.Wasnt long ago we "dressed" to fly!Are you old enough to remember that?I bet Ben was soooooooooooooooooo HAPPY!Remi too!
I loved your response–it made me laugh out loud even in my groggy state! It's all so true what you say…as always. And yes, that is my bag–a little leopard goes a long way as you well know. 🙂 Can you believe that Remi and I used to travel together all over the world non-stop for our living? Addictive like a drug!
Greet, you are so fabulous. I have loved all of your projects lately! And yes, I had a very good evening, merci! Bisous!
Oooh, are you coming for the Rencontres? We have to meet up!
That is so sweet Debra, thank you!! Heading off to sleep right now, let's hope that my jet lag isn't too ridiculous and that I can get some z's. Bisous to you and Dylan dog. 🙂
First up, is that your gorgeous bag in the top photo? No wonder they upgraded you! All class & elegance!
Secondly, oh to travel, to travel, to travel. Absolutely nothing like if for stimulation of the soul & mind. Anywhere will do, as long as it is different to home. And then, the fabulous homecoming – because it is only when we leave it that we seem to truly appreciate home. Why the hell is that?? Nuts, but there you go.
And as for what people wear, my husband is forever telling me off for staring at people, but I love to see what other people wear, & how they wear it, and airports are one of those really interesting places to observe human life. Some so glam, some (way too many) outright daggy. Ooch. Sparkly bunny slippers…groan, groan…
Thrilled that you had a great trip and have arrived safely back home. Now bring on those photos! I would love to see them. x
Oh Heather,
What a surprising post!! I liked it!! Haha!! Loved the way you are telling this!!
I am curious about your next posts about your trip!
Enjoy the evening my friend!
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Greet
Yay Ann Arbor! Can't wait to hear what you did and where you ate! And me, I'll be in Arles next July. Who knew?
I know you love your Mom and Sister but there's nothing like coming home to the men who adored you huh? Glad you had such a nice trip, rest up!
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Debra~