While Flying

I can’t say that I love flying and while it’s necessary to get from place to place I think I’d rather stay home.
Find me in a comfy chair with a tall cold glass of ice water reading a favorite book.
Flying, unless you’re one of those lucky people, is like being stuffed in a sausage casing with 150 grumpy strangers all just as anxious as you are to arrive safely to wherever the heck you’re going.
So, here I am in the window seat next to a woman working on her laptop and every time she hits the enter key pokes me in the side. Are these seats narrow or what?
While I recognize that she owns the inside armrests, just a little body awareness would be nice, I may “accidentally” spill my coffee on her Dell computer. Trust me, I’ll blame it on turbulence.
At some point in the trip I will have to stumble over her to get to the restroom. That should be fun.
Ok, little miss crabby pants, find the good:

1. I get to go everywhere quickly.
2. The view is pretty amazing
3. At least snacks are served (I never eat them on the plane though. I squirrel them away, just in case).
4. Turns out the lady next to me was very nice (once her laptop battery died) and we had a great conversation until we landed.
   That’s my list. Maybe you can think of more.

We’ll talk more later but until then, see the good!
G