Let me tell you what I truly love in life… flying.
I love getting up so early in the morning that it is still dark out and driving an hour to the airport. I love stripping down at the security checkpoint only to have the metal detector still go off because of the dang foil gum wrapper in my pocket. I love crowded flights. And if everything goes just right, like today, then I get to experience my favorite thing of all. The middle seat.
You know the one where trying to use the armrest actually offends the people next to you. What is the rule with that by the way? Who truly gets the rights to the armrest? A man of my size can only rest his elbows on his stomach for so long. Today’s flight was extra special because the guy in front of me decided to recline the whole trip. I am actually resting my chin on the seat in front of me while I type this.
Oh wait…the person in the window seat next to me needs to potty. Be right back. Ok where was I? Oh yeah…flying. Praise God we are landing! Sorry to cut this short, but I am out like a scout on a new route!!!
Later.
-bart
Ps. Flying is awesome!!!!
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I believe the rule states that the one who puts his elbow on the armrest first has rights. Or something like that. Maybe I don’t know the rule either….
Hey Guys! I was just telling my kiddos today how much I heart your music. We were on the way to school, and for once (Seattle area) it wasn’t raining.
My hubby is 6′4 and he has to fly a lot, so you had me giggling about the arm rest thing. Also, there’s the leaning back in one’s seat. Polite? Impolite? Justified right of passenger fare?
I bet the window seat person was happy s/he could go potty. I always hate having that sheepish look on my face and making 2 strangers get up for me, and then once they’re comfortable, get up again when I come back.
cheers. I’ll bookmark you and be back.
I got stuck in the middle seat last time I flew. In the middle of a bunch of hungover, loud college students. My husband was across the aisle 4 rows up and I was back there having a panic attack. The lady next to my man, seeing I was about to politely blow holy chunks (can I say that?) graciously gave up her seat and took mine! Many Crowns await that woman!!
I fly Southworst and try not to make eye contact with people so they won’t sit next to me. I’m sure I’m supposed to pat the seat next to me and ask them to please sit down, but man, I’m selfish on a plane.
I also like to get there early so I can be there in the first part of the cattle call to get the wing seat. Who gives a rip what it looks like outside, I’ve flown enough that I just want to kick it with my iPod and not talk.
Ya’ll have a good weekend!
Great picture!
Happy landings (and may you get the bulkhead aisle seat next time).
For too many years I flew for work. I always tried to get there early and charm the check in crew for bulkhead seating.
I’m willing to give up the armrest, but the whole recline in my lap thing would drive me to screaming. Especially cross country.
But my fav way to fly? with the hubster. We spent the first 3 years dating in a Piper while he gained flight hours.
Bro…that just ain’t right.
Whenever I fly I am always the one who gets the armrest shaft … I’m pretty small.. so that’s how it goes I suppose (actually, I almost always have the window seat, which I think means you don’t get the armrest).
Hi Bart, great post as always! I love flying and enjoy window seats…yeah the restroom thing…and by the way, I love to walk as we are about to land, except that is when we are ushered to sit down to prepare for landing…oh wells. Have a great day and God bless…thanks for the memory…
That picture shows your true joy! Great story, and so true!
Hi guys ,i love your music a true gift from our Heavenly Father, since you love flying so much how about a tour DOWN UNDER Sydney Australia.
Your sister in Christ Janette