Thats where Valium comes in. Pop a few and Sayananra. You don't looks so small yourself (no offense) and if I was the butter in a Russian sandwich like that, I would pretty much insist on a relocation. Otherwise, I do what I can with seat selection when booking.newkidontheblock wrote:Sounds like investments to me. The man gets the immediate return - happy wife, super happy life. Wife and family get the later return - things when the man dies.
PorkPiePorn - not sure how you you get such good luck on flights. The worst flight was being squished in between and around Russian sailors (they had their sailor uniforms on). Huge, broad shoulders that were about 1.5 seats in width. And they drank (all alcohol included on international flights). Over 10 hours of being a physical pillow to massive drunken men. Maybe if I were gay, I'd be in heaven, but for me it was misery.
A few tricks:
I always mention pre-boarding that I am obviously not a small man, and that, if the opportunity exists, I would appreciate some space and a seat with an empty one beside.
Prior, when booking, I search for a single seat already booked in a row of three. I take the opposite side (always try for a window myself first, because I can lean on the wall) When you do that, the middle seat is available for a booking, but chances are good that the only person who would book that middle seat is a smaller person.
Assert your position and your space early on. Do not give up any space or the armrest easily. You wont get it back.
Finally, alcohol is free on international flights as noted. If you cannot beat em, join em.