Planes, Pains, And Is He For Real?

So I've finally made it!!! I'm now in Bangkok and have set foot on my 6th continent. I spent most of my day on planes but it doesn't mean it all went off without a hitch.

I ended up selecting a seat next to the aisle because I tend to cramp up a bit due to the way most seats are designed on airplanes. I can't say Cathay Pacific had a great configuration but it was better than most. This especially was obvious when I walked by first class on my way toy seat. Their spaces were bigger than my office cubicles at my last job! They had work stations and everything! So with this image still in my head, I finally approached my seat. I figured with a plane heading to Hong Kong and with my seat on the aisle, I would have a decent amount of room to stretch in sitting next to an Asian person. I figured wrong. There was an older Indian man sitting in the middle. He was somewhat heavyset and I could see his body was taking some of my space. In my mind I thought "This sucks". I squeezed into my seat hoping that he would adjust himself a bit towered the middle. There went wishful thinking too. He seemed to speak very little English and would just mumble to the flight attendants every time he wanted something. I'm surprise they could even understand him. If invading my space wasn't bad enough, he started watching movies on the screen in front of me. I thought it was pretty odd he wouldn't watch his own screen. After a couple of movies, I decided it was enough and just turned it off. I was pretty annoyed. It wasn't until sometime later that he pulled the remote underneath his screen and tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to the screen. At that point I realized the guy probably would have been watching his own screen if he knew how to operate it. After 15 hours, I was ready to get off the plane and continue my journey.