The worst thing in the world is to find out that you are stuck in the middle seat of a full flight for four hours.
I don’t know about you, but I get filled with dread and the what if’s:
- What if the seat isn’t roomy enough?
- What if the person I’m sitting next to needs a shower?
- What if I am next to the most annoying kid/baby/person in the world?
- What if I have to pee and the person sitting on the aisle is asleep?