Thanksgiving Travel With Seatmates From Hell

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Picking up friends at the airport prior to the Thanksgiving holiday and hearing how miserable their flights had been reminded me of how different our holiday travels would be if there was such a thing as high-speed rail here in the U.S.

In our book, Fast Trains, I wrote one lighthearted story about having a “seatmate from hell” named Tex Tallman. Coincidentally, or not, both of my guests had experienced  a Tex Tallman “moment” on their flights.

On one, a lady pitched a fit when the crew member asked that her super-sized Louis Vuitton bag be stored below because it was not going to fit in the crowded overhead compartment.  Aghast, the women began screaming. “No you can’t have it! THAT is a $3,000 bag!” She might as well have added, “You peon servants wouldn’t know a Louis Vuitton from a potato sack!” A somewhat comical struggle ensued which…

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2 Responses to Thanksgiving Travel With Seatmates From Hell

  1. Sorry to hear your friend’s “seat mates” were not more congenial on their “flying sardine can” (airplane) journeys. Such “sardine cans” have value for long-haul journeys (>1000 miles). Whether we travel by train or plane, let’s encourage our “seat mates” on travel courtesy. Read them Chapter 4 from Fast Trains. This chapter notes the courtesy of Japanese travelers between Tokyo and Kyoto.

  2. Nancy Bolts says:

    Yes David. One of my friend’s travelled from Seattle to Raleigh, NC with her husband and two very small children and they all certainly valued their otherwise pleasant plane flight.

    By the way the character in our book who called the plane a “sardine can” was a very tall, large man and therefore quite frustrated and uncomfortable. The average flyer would not necessarily share his frustration and unkind attitude.

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