All started at JFK International Airport New York...

I was waiting for boarding back to Frankfurt with Lufthansa as something unexpected came down the corridor. All people turned over, we couldn't believe what we saw. A country bumpkin family! I hoped they would pass by, but no, of course not, they were heading directly to the same gate I was waiting at. They had no problem finding a seat because very quickly, mysteriously most people moved from the waiting area to the area without seats, outside, far enough away.
The man, with dirty hands, scruffy face and greasy hair in shoulder-length, wore a dirty, former blue jeans overall and dirty brogues. He looked and smelled like he was standing in dung on his farm just a few minutes ago, mucking out the pigs and cows.
The woman who spread the same smell like her husband seemed to be completely overstrained to handle all of her 4 kids, and was pregnant again, of course.
The kids, well, scruffy like their parents, very loud and hyperactive.

Time for boarding. I don't know where they came from, but obviously they wanted to go somewhere at an european beach, because the kids already boarded fully equipped with beach toys and sand moulds. I hoped their seats would be far enough away, hopefully in a different cabin compartment of that 747. But, it happened as it had to, they were seated just a few rows in front of me, in the middle, so I might have best view from my window seat.

Obviously, it was their first flight ever, probably the first time they left their county at all. They carried several plastic bags full of provisions like they just didn't know there is catering on board, actually they didn't had any bags, just plastic bags, many plastic bags. Unhesitating and friendly the flight attendants helped stowing all the stuff that was way to much to fit into the overhead compartments.

Shortly a weird smell of dung and used diaper filled the cabin. The youngest was crying without respite and won't stop till landing in Frankfurt. At least finally it's diaper was changed after many hours of pain in our noses. Maybe they didn't know there was something like a lavatory and baby change on board. Or maybe they just tryed saving diapers... The other 3 kids blustered through the cabin, jumped on the seats, lay, sat and played on the cabin floor. The flight attendants did nothing, they just climbed smiling doing a big step over the kids.

Time for lunch. The guy just took a mouthful of his pocket flask. Wait! Wasn't that water in all that still water bottles? We will never know.
The flight attendants discreetly sprayed some perfume which made the smell inside the cabin even more weird.
They ate like it's going to be take away from them by someone and after they finished the guy cleared the table like he was used to at home. But where putting the tray? Right! Inside the overhead compartments! That was a fun situation, the flight attendat coming back to collect all the trays ...

At least into the bargain, after some hours flight time, the guy was snoring like a horse.

Fortunately every flight has an end. Stressed out I reached Frankfurt, looking forward to a quiet, peaceful and recreative ride by train home.