Dear Delta Airlines:
It sure would be great if you made sure each seat pocket contained an airsickness bag. I found out the hard way that you don’t.
No one wants to be awakened from a nap with a whack on the leg by a kid saying, “Mama, I need a barf bag!”
Luckily for my nauseated son and the lady in the seat in front of him, I have cat-like reflexes and the mom instinct to save the bag I got when I bought bottled water (no filtered system, Boston Logan? Come ON!).
I also have a titanium stomach and a broken sniffer. My other son, well … not so much. I almost needed two bags.
So much for you being ready when I am.
It was a good thing I found the stray diaper disposal bag in a different seat pocket. The bags one gets with purchased water apparently are not leak proof. It also was a good thing the sick son wasn’t sitting next to his father.
One more thing, Delta, could you please tell your flight attendants not to sneer and recoil in horror when a customer asks where she can dispose of said double-bagged goodness? It’s not something I’ve ever had to ask, so how would I know I had to dispose of it myself in the lavatory?
Your slogan, “Keep climbing,” seemed more like “Keep moving” for them. Not very hospitable.
Anyway, my son is fine, thanks in advance for asking. I’ll remember to bring extra bags for next time in case you don’t heed my advice.
Yours in preparedness,
Beth
Observe and report 
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