Sunday, January 20, 2008

Life in Steerage


Picture from of an Eastern Airlines Super Constellation. As you can see, NOT a recent photo!

I had a work trip on Thursday. Though the flight was only 2 hours, it seemed interminable. First, it took off an hour late. Second, the flight was packed, and I had what was quite possibly the worst seat: 25d, the last seat in the plane, adjacent to the rest room. I swear every person on the plane used the rest room...twice. Each time, I got a nice whiff of lovely rest room odor. I wanted to tell them to get their prostates checked, going that much on a 2-hour flight. I may have if half of them weren't female. Third, the seat was small and my butt was large. I don't think I've ever been so uncomfortable in an airline seat. For a second, I thought "I don't think I'm going to fit. I had a French chap beside me. I gingerly told him that I was trying to keep my butt as compact as possible. It was insane. Every time he pushed down on the armrest, because he was also clearly uncomfortable, it drove into my thigh...excruciating. Fortunately, on the way back, I had an empty seat beside me, so I could lift the arm rest and give myself more room.  When I got to my destination, it was not over. I had to wait through two shuttle buses to get to the rental car center and then had an hour drive. I was home not a minute too soon on Friday!

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