I love getting a window seat when I fly. Sure, you get trapped in, and you have to interrupt the people sitting next to you whenever you need to get up to use the loo. The way I see it, though, the aisle seat is more convenient for getting up, but you also end up having to move out of the way when the rest of the row needs to get up. And you get your feet and elbows bumped when the beverage carts get rolled through.
I don’t think anyone will argue with me that the middle seat is the worst. There’s all that awkwardness with the armrests. I mean, which one is yours? Are both of them? When I get stuck in the middle, I always feel like I need to make myself smaller.
But when you have a window seat, you get a wall to lean against, and oftentimes, some great views. I’m not sure where I took these photos. Well, I know where I was. I was sitting in the plane, up in the air. But I’m not sure what part of the country the plane was flying over. Possibly Nevada.
How about you? Which seat do you pick?
I’m here at my sister’s house, and falling asleep on the couch. I don’t think I’m making much sense. But I liked these photos. And I wanted to post something before 9 pm, since my blog still thinks it’s on the East Coast.