I have to share this excerpt from Bill Bryson's book, I'm a Stranger Here Myself, about his lack of luck with air travel.
"I always have catastrophes when I travel. Once on an airplane, I leaned over to tie a shoelace just at the moment the person in the seat ahead of me threw his seat into full recline, and I found myself pinned helplessly in the crash position. It was only by clawing the leg of the man sitting next to me that I manged to get myself freed."
He is not a small man and picturing this makes me laugh. He then goes on to tell of a time when he spilt his drink on the woman next to him and the attendant cleaned her up and brought him a replacement drink--which he then spilt on her.
Funny.
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