Aeroplane Stories

I was thinking my worse experience on an aeroplane would be a flight from Bend Oregon to LAX beside a man that must have been over 200kg. He politely asked if he could raise the arm rest between us so that he could have more room and i politely agreed (and didnt really think about it). However, his entire leg/stomach area then rested against me for the 2 hour flight and it was sooooooo disgusting. I was squished in my chair and i couldnt even put my table down as his belly was in the way.

My apologies to anyone who is quite large but this was really uncomfortable for the person sitting beside them who was on flight 1 of 4 flights to get back to perth australia. Reply to this

Love a good air travel story. Am slightly addicted to those shows that depict the disaster and then show how it has helped avoid future troubles! Generally, I have only experienced the usual turbulence but loved it when we were stuck at Hong Kong for many hours due to typhoons and the only planes that would fly were Cathay Pacific. I think, fortunately, we were flying with a Vietnamese carrier.
Anyway, my favourite flight was from London to Dublin. My friend and I had been upgraded (for all of half an hour or so!) and when we disembarked and were waiting at the carousel, airport staff were questioning passengers about their health. Didn't think much of it until everybody on that flight was taken to a 'special room' and we all had to wait there for a few hours because somebody had coughed or something. Later we found out that it was an Indian family from an area where the plague had started again...aaaaahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! We had to leave contact details and if there was a sniffle or cough in the next few days had to go to hospital ASAP. Fantastic! Reply to this

I was stuck on the tarmac for three hours at JFK in New York City once. This airport is notorious for delays during the summer thanks to thunderstorms, and sure enough one hit while I was there. Instead of doing the semi-humane thing and let us stay in the terminal with food vendors, space to walk around, etc. the airline put us on the plane under the theory that a jet on the tarmac would be more likely authorized to take off. Well, we ended up at the back of a huge line containing over two dozen planes! Just over three hours later, after the storm had cleared, we finally got to leave. That delay almost doubled my flight time. Worse than the actual wait was the psychological torture of being trapped in a tight space with no idea of when it would end. When the US DOT announced its regulations about the maximum time a plane can stay on the ground (coincidently three hours), quickly eliminating such practices, I celebrated. Reply to this