Entre Les Murs

Riding In the Back

On our honeymoon, we were able to treat ourselves to business class for most of the flights. This time it's back to normal, my knees jammed against the seat in front or awkwardly splayed one way or another - and I tried every which way over the seven hours to try to get comfortable. There was a family of young children on my left and a chatty, snapping gum-chewer my seatmate on the right. The Russian gentleman behind me couldn't get out of his chair without hanging on to my seat back and catapulting my head forward - and when the fellow in the row in front of me tipped his seat back, I could have eaten off his bald spot.

And the movie? That classic of western cinema, Miss Congeniality 2. Oh, Captain Kirk, how are the mighty fallen.

posted 2.8.05