I’m not terribly fond of travelling, and I especially hate flying for long distances.
Today, I took a long, long flight from North Carolina to California. The woman seated to my right brought her own meal on board, and it had a pretty strong odor. Sitting beside her was rather unpleasant at the time. I suspect that she was conscious of the odor though, because she seemed to be rushing to finish her meal.
Then there was the fella seated behind me. He was snoring very loudly, and several people kept looking his way. After a while, I discreetly tried tapping his knee in order to wake him up, but that didn’t work. He did wake up eventually, but would then promptly doze back off and start snoring immediately.
He also had a kid who kept kicking the armrest on my left-hand side. I had to keep turning to him and saying "Please stop doing that."
Good grief.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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