I recently flew back from Asia and got stuck with the middle seat in the middle section of a 9 seat layout (two aisles) after changing my flight dates last minute.
Originally I was dreading that seat for a 10 hour overnight flight, but it had its perks.
1. You can get served from the food/drink carts from either aisle, thus getting twice the chance of good service.
2. You can take turns annoying the people on either side of you to get up to use the can.
3. When it's time to unload you can choose which aisle to take, just in case somebody as fat as fetters is plodding slowly in one.
I am a geography and plane geek. I want to look out.
Used to be myself. On our way back from a trip back east, we went cheap and chose one of those "go the wrong direction before going in the right direction" flights. So landed in Hotlanta. Sun was shining on the side of the plane I was on. It was hot. Like an oven. I thought it was the sun. It wasn't. It was the plane. Dude in front of me on an old piece of shit 737 reclined all the way back as far as possible so I could draw a picture on his head. 6 hours of that. Sweating, irritable, baking like a potato the entire way and this fucker fell asleep in my lap the second he hit the seat and didn't move until we landed.
THAT experience turned me into an aisle guy. I'll never do a window ever, ever, ever again. I almost violated FAA rules on that flight.
I am a geography and plane geek. I want to look out.
Used to be myself. On our way back from a trip back east, we went cheap and chose one of those "go the wrong direction before going in the right direction" flights. So landed in Hotlanta. Sun was shining on the side of the plane I was on. It was hot. Like an oven. I thought it was the sun. It wasn't. It was the plane. Dude in front of me on an old piece of shit 737 reclined all the way back as far as possible so I could draw a picture on his head. 6 hours of that. Sweating, irritable, baking like a potato the entire way and this fucker fell asleep in my lap the second he hit the seat and didn't move until we landed.
THAT experience turned me into an aisle guy. I'll never do a window ever, ever, ever again. I almost violated FAA rules on that flight.
How long ago was that? The amount of recline allowed continues to decrease, which is fine with me. Though I haven't had to deal with that in a while since I usually end up in an exit row/leg room coach/business class where it doesn't matter.
Why I like to look out the window, CSB time: Flying back from Qatar in May through Istanbul was an overnight flight from Doha to IST connecting to my flight to DC. (I love this flight since it functions as a west bound redeye where I can sleep for 8 hours, land at noon in DC and be back on east coast time)
I snooze a little on the DOH-IST flight and wake up as the sun starts to rise. I look out the window and see... mountains. And in the distance can't quite tell if it's the Mediterranean or haze. I pull up flight aware to see where I am, which is right around the Syria-Turkey border. Just beautiful looking out.
And that seems to be right about where the earthquake hit.
No good stories really, except the time I was flying with my wife and we booked the aisle and windows seats thinking we’d either get an empty seat between us or could trade with the middle seat person if necessary. (This was in the days of flights not being packed to the gills with riff raff).
Middle seat person showed up and wouldn’t trade. “I like having both armrests, and it will do you two good to have some distance between you for the next couple hours.” Not saying she was wrong, but you can be right and still be a dick.
Serial killer behavior
I think there’s probably 3-5 serial killers hanging out here
I am a geography and plane geek. I want to look out.
Used to be myself. On our way back from a trip back east, we went cheap and chose one of those "go the wrong direction before going in the right direction" flights. So landed in Hotlanta. Sun was shining on the side of the plane I was on. It was hot. Like an oven. I thought it was the sun. It wasn't. It was the plane. Dude in front of me on an old piece of shit 737 reclined all the way back as far as possible so I could draw a picture on his head. 6 hours of that. Sweating, irritable, baking like a potato the entire way and this fucker fell asleep in my lap the second he hit the seat and didn't move until we landed.
THAT experience turned me into an aisle guy. I'll never do a window ever, ever, ever again. I almost violated FAA rules on that flight.
How long ago was that? The amount of recline allowed continues to decrease, which is fine with me. Though I haven't had to deal with that in a while since I usually end up in an exit row/leg room coach/business class where it doesn't matter.
Why I like to look out the window, CSB time: Flying back from Qatar in May through Istanbul was an overnight flight from Doha to IST connecting to my flight to DC. (I love this flight since it functions as a west bound redeye where I can sleep for 8 hours, land at noon in DC and be back on east coast time)
I snooze a little on the DOH-IST flight and wake up as the sun starts to rise. I look out the window and see... mountains. And in the distance can't quite tell if it's the Mediterranean or haze. I pull up flight aware to see where I am, which is right around the Syria-Turkey border. Just beautiful looking out.
And that seems to be right about where the earthquake hit.
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THAT experience turned me into an aisle guy. I'll never do a window ever, ever, ever again. I almost violated FAA rules on that flight.
Why I like to look out the window, CSB time:
Flying back from Qatar in May through Istanbul was an overnight flight from Doha to IST connecting to my flight to DC. (I love this flight since it functions as a west bound redeye where I can sleep for 8 hours, land at noon in DC and be back on east coast time)
I snooze a little on the DOH-IST flight and wake up as the sun starts to rise. I look out the window and see... mountains. And in the distance can't quite tell if it's the Mediterranean or haze. I pull up flight aware to see where I am, which is right around the Syria-Turkey border. Just beautiful looking out.
And that seems to be right about where the earthquake hit.