A fun ride in the SKY

Today I boarded a plane from CT to Washington D.C. When I checked in it looked like I would have the row to myself. Perfect I thought..I'll stretch out and relax! As always, I boarded with the mad rush of other frequent fliers and took my seat. After 10 minutes went by it looked like I was going to be lucky and have the seat to myself. WHEW! I know you all do that too when you fly... you just hope that person coming down the row doesn't sit next to you. I even go as far as putting my purse in the seat and stretch out so even if it is their seat they will keep walking and grab another. So my luck changed quickly, not only was I going to have to share my row but I was going to have to share it with a 350 pound HUGE man. I about died.. you have got to be kidding me I said to myself. Small plane, only 2 seats in the row, you get the picture. I got up (I was on the aisle) and let Mr. Chubby slide in. Not only did Chubbs slide in but he SAT on the arm rest, I heard a huge CRACK, and he said "well shit". Mr. Chubby broke the flipping arm rest right of the chair!!! He kept trying to fix it.. yeah right. He broke the thing clear off the seat, metal was dangling off the chair. He proceeds to put the whole darn arm rest in the back pocket of the seat in front of him. I about peed in my pants! So Mr. Chubby and I talk a little and then I look over and he has dozed off. Thanks Chubbs what I had to say wasn't that important anyway. He then proceeds to snore and start falling over on me. You know the kind of sleep when you doze and your head starts flopping up and down. Not just his head but his huge body starts falling onto me. I would cough loudly and he would wake up and move over. That would last about 2 minutes and then he'd doze again and then start falling over on me all over again. This happened for a good 30 minutes! I couldn't read my People magazine b/c Chubbs was in my lap! By this point I was sweating b/c if the 100 degree heat on the plane wasn't enough I had be a chubbster in my lap! To add to the fun the 2 men in front of me started to fight over one man's bag being in the other man's "space". Seriously! The jerk who didn't seem to have enough leg room then proceeds to yell at the flight attendant and tell her it was not fair that he have to sit with another man's luggage. She snapped back at him and then he stood up and took pictures of the bag. You go boy!!! You send those pics to US Air and see how soon they will send you a free ticket. Not going to happen! So there you have it.. a day and the life of a frequent flier. Oh the joys! Next flight I am going to sport one of these lovely masks and sleep through all the drama :)

Bless, Maddie, and Helen- our trip to Paris last February :)