Blogging in the Air

I was unaware that WiFi was available to we common folk while 10,000+ feet above ground. Apparently, I am a lucky participant of Southwest's WiFi pilot (no pun intended), and I'm loving it. It's great checking Facebook while flying the friendly skies. ha ha

Airport travel never ceases to entertain. Mind you, I'm pretty easily entertained. Do you think people are aware of recent happenings in the air? I mean, hasn't everyone seen the coverage of the plane that landed on the Hudson - not to mention the sad news of the plane that crashed last night. My point? Well, I'm wondering why some folks choose to sit in an exit row. People - it's not merely for YOUR comfort - you really do need to be capable of performing the functions.

I'll admit, I do love the exit row...and part of this is due to my own comfort. I tend to be a bit on the claustrophobic side of things, so I love and aisle seat. So, why an exit row? Well, I love that the seat in front of me cannot recline. I simply don't do well with a seat laying in my lap. And, while I admit that this seating is a benefit to my personal comfort, I also know that I would be able to help in the event of an emergency. Looking around me at the moment...I'm not confident that some of these others *could* help if necessary. Sad and scary. Enough of my rant - I just think about these things.

There's a wonderfully chipper woman (I think it's a woman) who chose the window seat of my row. She approached the row and promptly demanded I let her in. Before I could even get out in the aisle, she gruffly states, "it's a packed flight, so somebody's gonna sit there!" I calmly responded, "I'm not objecting, just trying to move so you can get in. She then proceeds to tell the couple in front of me (in the 2-seat exit row) that they need to move their bag from her under-seat compartment. The flight attendant is a humorous gentleman who gave me an understanding glance as things were being shuffled around. He then positioned himself behind me and shook my chair till I turned around. Can you believe it actually took a few minutes - I just thought it was a passenger settling in. He thought he was a hoot - and he was.

Of course, the middle seat of our row was also filled. Here's an idea for seating airline passengers - let's not choose 2 broad-shouldered people to sit side-by-side...you could alternate pear/hourglass/apple shaped folks. Don't you think I'm on to something here? Maybe I'll start a consulting business on comfort while flying. Ha ha..I'm cracking myself up. While I'm on my rant, may I just make one more point? Fellas - please don't feel like you can sit with your normal spread eagle leg position on a cramped flight - it just doesn't work! There's really nowhere else for my legs to go if you're taking up all my leg space.

I'm done. Really. I could go on and on, but I'll spare you. I'm off to see if there's any activity on Facebook!