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Have had a few fantastic years flying up the pointy end - mainly QF, but always sth america to Australia, on some route. Am on a sabbatical this year, so no income and trying to economize. Yesterday the full impact of that hit me when I boarded my QF27 flight SYD to SCL - in Premium Economy
Qantas gave me a taste of salvation by bumping me up to J for the short haul domestic - BNE to SYD. But when I finally got on that magnificent 747 out of Sydney, I had to walk past my row 5 rock star seats and shuffle glumly down to PE.
I had picked the last row in PE - Expert Flyer showed until the end that I would have a vacant seat next to me _(I was in the aisle seat in the centre of a 2-4-2 config. I prayed that the seat next to me would be vacant (or that I would get bumped to J). But I clearly prayed to the wrong God. Which is the correct God of travel??
Got to my seat, and sure enough there was a dude in the other aisle seat, but the two in the middle were empty. Bliss. Or at least a small salvation.
But then, even as they announced doors closed, a couple appeared. They had the centre seats. It is a really unattractive aspect of travel that you can hate people, not through any fault of their own, but just for existing and sitting next to you.
I fought this unfair feeling. They were clearly a happy couple - most likely they got a last minute upgrade from Y that in their world was magical. I don't ever want to destroy that feeling in other travellers, so I wrestled with my disappointment and thought.
After takeoff, dinner service, settling into the 13 hrs this flight entails, I finally spoke to the guy. I said I travelled all the time, I understood it is a pain to be in centre seats, and that no matter what I was doing, watching a movie or sleeping, he could climb over me, step on my face, whatever, and it was all good
He loved that. He thanked me profusely. And I slept so very well, in my sub-human PE experience, knowing I had made my fellow traveller's experience much better
Have had a few fantastic years flying up the pointy end - mainly QF, but always sth america to Australia, on some route. Am on a sabbatical this year, so no income and trying to economize. Yesterday the full impact of that hit me when I boarded my QF27 flight SYD to SCL - in Premium Economy

Qantas gave me a taste of salvation by bumping me up to J for the short haul domestic - BNE to SYD. But when I finally got on that magnificent 747 out of Sydney, I had to walk past my row 5 rock star seats and shuffle glumly down to PE.
I had picked the last row in PE - Expert Flyer showed until the end that I would have a vacant seat next to me _(I was in the aisle seat in the centre of a 2-4-2 config. I prayed that the seat next to me would be vacant (or that I would get bumped to J). But I clearly prayed to the wrong God. Which is the correct God of travel??
Got to my seat, and sure enough there was a dude in the other aisle seat, but the two in the middle were empty. Bliss. Or at least a small salvation.
But then, even as they announced doors closed, a couple appeared. They had the centre seats. It is a really unattractive aspect of travel that you can hate people, not through any fault of their own, but just for existing and sitting next to you.
I fought this unfair feeling. They were clearly a happy couple - most likely they got a last minute upgrade from Y that in their world was magical. I don't ever want to destroy that feeling in other travellers, so I wrestled with my disappointment and thought.
After takeoff, dinner service, settling into the 13 hrs this flight entails, I finally spoke to the guy. I said I travelled all the time, I understood it is a pain to be in centre seats, and that no matter what I was doing, watching a movie or sleeping, he could climb over me, step on my face, whatever, and it was all good

He loved that. He thanked me profusely. And I slept so very well, in my sub-human PE experience, knowing I had made my fellow traveller's experience much better
