I have been on many flights in my day--transcontinental flights, trans-oceanic flights, flights with poor ventilation and sweaty Latin American men and emergency landings in Panama, flights with malfunctioning video equipment, flights with friendly people, flights with great naps, flights with mysterious Bolivian food poisoning that made me very intimate with the aft bathroom...but our flight from Seattle to Juneau was the worst. Observe why:
Observe further my proposed solution to the issue:
At least it was only the two hours from Seattle to Juneau and not the five from Chicago to Seattle. Hey, call it a bonding experience! Kip and I thought it was funny....eventually.