What there’s loads to do. You can awkwardly try not to touch the person next to you. You can hold it, because you’re stuck in the middle or window, and you don’t want to disturb the person next to you. You can drink the 2 oz of diet Coke they give you before they bring you peanuts, then desperately try to suck any amount of liquid out of the cup of ice you’re left with. You can try to get to your bag under the seat in front of you, fail because your feet are in the way, and spend the rest of the flight wishing you hadn’t done that.
This was in every Sky Mall catalog.
I miss Sky Mall so badly.
These days there’s nothing to do on a plane except play on your phone, and you can already do that literally anywhere else.
What there’s loads to do. You can awkwardly try not to touch the person next to you. You can hold it, because you’re stuck in the middle or window, and you don’t want to disturb the person next to you. You can drink the 2 oz of diet Coke they give you before they bring you peanuts, then desperately try to suck any amount of liquid out of the cup of ice you’re left with. You can try to get to your bag under the seat in front of you, fail because your feet are in the way, and spend the rest of the flight wishing you hadn’t done that.
Loads!