Flying with children is not exactly how I'd imagined travelling in my early 30's. Bassinets replace business class tickets and my Orla Kiely luggage is replaced with changing bags full of baby clothes for many a what-if scenario that crawls into my overactive imagination. But my main concern whenever I'm flying is how to woo over the staff behind the check-in counter so they are distracted by my charm and not starring at the large figures on the nearby luggage scales. Surprisingly, it gets me more worked up than my monthly Visa bill statement.
With years of practise and careful investigation, I now look out for signs that will assure me that I'm not charged overweight for my clearly overweight baggage. Smiles, funny conversation even compliments on nail colour usually help, but you just never know if that's enough to shmooze these stern and understandably tired check-in staff. My main concern, dare I ever admit it to my husband, is the worry of having to leave behind a very carefully selected holiday wardrobe, not to mention new holiday buys, in a steel locker in a backroom somewhere at Heathrow airport.
I can deal with a 'Heavy sticker' on my luggage, admittedly it's not the most flattering label to carry around, especially as it's neon orange (not in a S/S 11 kinda way!) However, let's face it, it's a million times better than having it swinging from a string around your neck or getting charged hundreds of pounds for being overweight.
If a label on my luggage is the only price I have to pay, then I'll live with it and avoid asking a handsome stranger to help shlepp my 'Heavy' suitcase off the baggage reclaim carousel.
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