Anonymous wrote:As a flight attendant, I thought that I could put my input into this thread.
I'm 40 years old and have been a flight attendant for 20 years. I'm from Vancouver and work with Air Canada. Working as a flight attendant for 20 years, I could write a whole book dedicated to the stuff that has happened to me during a flight. Some examples include: A woman throwing up in my hair when I handed her water. A man having a heart attack on the flight, and we had to take an unscheduled land to send him to the hospital. And my favourite of them all was the time a man took a shit in the aisle and I had to pick it up (with gloves) into a paper bag. I've experienced everything!
I'm actually pretty surprised about the age rules for UM's at other airlines. Air Canada's rules are that no one under the age of 8 can fly alone, and it's mandatory for children ages 8-11 to use the UM service. I've dealt with 5 UM's and 3 of the kids were nicest, most polite, independent kids I've ever met. The other 2 kids were an extreme pain. The kids were very picky about the food, complained that their Ipad was running out of battery and one kid (age 8) decided to run up and down the aisle, not listening to us, where it got to the point that the male flight attendant had to pick him up and carry him to his seat. As a flight attendant, there's so many other things that I'm doing, that having to look after a 5-year-old for a 16-hour flight wouldn't be worth the extra $100.
My DD flew her first flight by herself (with the UM service) at age 8 and it was only 4 hours. Everything went well. At age 12 she flew to London by herself, which was 8 hours, and no layovers. She did ask one of the flight attendants for help with the customs card, but other than that everything went great. Just 2 weeks ago, My DD (now 14) flew to Sydney by herself, which is a 14-hour flight and no layovers. Even at 14 I don't know if my DD can handle connecting flights because too many things can go wrong.
I certainly wouldn't let my DD fly at the age of 5, but to each their own.
Basically the person next to him becomes his defacto nanny. What if he gets sick? My DS never got sick on flights before but we had a REALLY bumpy ride on a flight last summer and DS got sick. I can't imagine how he would have felt if he were sick and alone. As it was he was sitting with my best friend, who he loves (he DS was with me).
As people have said there are so many unknowns.
You could luck out and he gets a seat next to a mother/grandmother or father/grandfather type missing their own kid or he could end up sitting next to a pervert. You just don't know.
Anonymous wrote:I fly internationally pretty often and I'm thinking about the time, we had to make an emergency landing at in another country when smoke was in the plane but had to stay on the plane for 4 hours because we weren't cleared to get off in that country.
The time their was horrible weather and I had to land at another airport 2 hours away and rent a car to drive to my destination.
Anonymous wrote:
OP here: You really are missing the point. They would be a chaperon (flight attendant) assigned to your child at all time. That would not happen at the mall since there is NO ONE to assign your child to who is responsible for him/her for the duration of the time.
I just flew cross country with 5 yr old twins. I was happily surprised by how well they did on the plane (which I had been dreading). If you do, send DC with a full charged ipad, lots of snacks and sticker books and instructions for using the bathroom!! (not sure about an overnight flight on their own tho)
No - it's absolutely not crazy. The reason that you think it's crazy is because dependence is the norm for American children, and your child is absolutely helpless because of your helicoptering.
Yes, the circumstances that sometimes require the independence in these children abroad can be tragic. However, the actual independence itself is a very good thing.
I was one of those very indepent 5 year olds; and I walked for miles on my own to explore. Many times with my even younger cousin. And no, we were not poor. To the contrary, I had a nanny and a housekeeper. I cherish all the good memories I have growing up.
Likewise, my grandmother was a latchkey child, Polish and Italian immigrant background in New York. She took over cooking chores by the time she was 5 years old. Her sisters would tell me stories about how she would stand on a stool to cook dinner for the family.
My godchild is a 7 year old girl growing up in Montreal. Mother is Swiss and the fater is Canadian. I spent a few afternoons on my last visit, and she delighted in showing me all around her neigborhood. She knew exactly how to get to school from home, how to get to the playground, how to get to the YMCA where she took swimming lessons, and how to get to both of her parents' work.. It's tragic that American children are incapable of such feats.
Anonymous wrote:The OP is on the offensive, now. Fine, send your 5 year old off on an adventure. You've made up your mind. Not sure why you even bothered asking for others opinions...