Light Footprints
Tokyo, Japan
June 29, 2007
So you fly a lot, as I do, and have successfully navigated eleven countries, all fifty states and the realization that "just because it's free does not mean I'm hungry", saving your already time-zone interrupted, altitudally exposed and frequent flier seat-restricted digestive tract from thousands of roasted peanuts, cheesy goldfish and unidentifiable trice-heated meals.

But let's say that your mission, now evolved past "how to maintain a vegetarian diet outside of the utopia of your kitchen pantry" or better still; "how to view a four hour hiatus from food less like a death sentence and more like a life insurance policy", has extended from just your personal health and out into the community's as well. Most everyone whom nurtures themselves to health via raw foods progresses into environmentalism eventually. Environmentalism being the next obvious expression of compassion energy, which conveniently is also exemplified by the simple act of refusing single-serving pretzels, styrofoam contained coffee and creamers each in their own miniature peel-away plastic packaging.

When one considers the cost to our health and our family's future, "free" becomes quite the unappetizing value.

But environmentalist, health advocate or pure renegade would agree that while refusing cola is unanimously beneficent, abstaining from water, that elixir of life itself, especially in the dehydrating confines of the economy-class cabin, is not recommendable for any business commuter, family vacationer, or globe trotter at all.

For short duration lift offs, a reusable water bottle (or two) works wonders. So long as it is as empty of liquid as your backpack is empty of lighters, jack knives and still-illegal medicinal herbs through airport security.

Once safely past the metal detectors and sniffer dogs, one can immediately fill the reusable - preferably glass - container at the nearest fountain and save themselves a travel store five-spot with each subsequent foresight.

If hydrating the 1/2 hour before boarding and packing in two additional fountain filled containers still does not satisfy the fluid-ravenous flyer or twelve hour transAtlantic traveler, there is yet one more weapon the intelligent transient will pack. For while flight attendants are trained to offer multitudes of two-swig bottles when additional drinking water is requested, they have an invaluable and apparently inexhaustible artillery of piped hot water available to the coffee-drinking/movie-viewing counterculture of the alcohol-consumeing/sleep-seeking mainstream. And with one reusable, insulated tea mug, the real system breakers and relentless idealists can refill en route as many times as desired, asking for a tea bag or ice as preferred, remaining hydrated and all the while still garbage-free.

Let not the deep love of your environment prevent you from exploring your environment. Nor permit the powerful ideals which should be shared with the world to waver when exploring the world. The traveler can utilize their passion for adventure to navigate seat 26A as well as exotic lands to foster a curious mind, a cleaner conscience and keep the spirit free - the way it is meant to be.





2 Comments:

Blogger Cailean said...

An interesting piece - I do not fly much, but I am heartwarmed (is that a word? It is now!) that now Australian flights are "bare-bones" which cater, in their forced absence of the single-serving loving relationship (ala Fight Club), to other philosophies. You take on what you wish and no food or drink is mandatory - it is all purchased in flight and henceforth the flights are cheaper. This reduces waste as well as excessive consumption of unnecessary food. (generally considered worldwide to be rather lacking in nutrition and value to all but the most tasteless palate!) Most people, when food is offered supposedly "free" on flights will eat it because it's there, not because they are hungry or even appreciate the food in question, they just don't want to be "out of pocket".

(I remember one time when I was 17 when I went a little hog-wild when I was shunted into first class and singlehandedly attempted to drink the entire stock of Bollinger champagne on the plane. Youthful indiscretion indeed!)

Taking on your own water (or just the bottle - rules may be more strict over there) is definitely a good idea and I do that when I travel - I do the same with food for a mixture of philosophy, taste and economy, haha. :)

7:48 AM  
Blogger creature said...

I wish all flights were give-away (ie: garbage-free)!. What a great idea. And who would say no to saving a ten spot?

In fact, I'd love to see free give-aways via marketing expectations erradicated: in-flight peanuts, window shield real estate fliers, the extra plastic bottle of perfume shrink wrapped with the after shave...

Somehow I've stayed free from the temptation of in flight drunkedness, likely due to the forsight of dehydration. But I have not-so-accidentily found myself in more than one airport bar. An ultimate transient stranger-than-thou meeting point. Kinda weird, but kinda mysterious and romantic all the same.

Is romantic the word I meant to use there?

8:05 PM  

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