Fight on a flight
Last week we flew from Thessaloniki to Athens. It is a one hour flight. We thought it would be a good way to see if Little Miss had overcome her inability to fly with ease. A short trial flight would be ok. Well. We are optimists afterall. It was on hour of hell for all the surrounding passengers. Fortunately it was ten minutes of sheer terror for Little Miss. So, while we didn't win any prizes in the fabulous family stakes, I was somewhat relieved that she freaked out for only ten minutes, rather than the entire flight. Little Miss has largely lost her ' Port a Volcano ' status. It has been replaced with a 'Meltdown on anything that moves' title. We sat her in her own seat near the window. She turned pale and started hyperventilating. We hadn't yet put on our belts so we swapped seats thinking she would be happier between mum and dad. This made it worse. She absolutely freaked out. The air hostess came over to help. I asked if she could sit on my la...