Seat 18A

i would be very honest to admit that i am not excited to go home but this did not stop me from getting really annoyed when my flight was delayed for three hours yesterday. flight delays are of course normal. it happens anywhere in the world and to every single person who travels by plane. airlines almost never fly on time.

i was tired, hungry and sleepy and doing everything i can to amuse myself while waiting for my flight. my friends and i have different flight schedules and all of them already left. there is no one i can talk to and i don't have my laptop with me so i have nothing else to do but take photos of myself and whatever else i see. also, post bitter status messages in facebook and twitter. the usual stuff.

exhibit A. narcissism mode.

Exhibit B. Froglet Mode.

in fairness to the airline, they did provide free meals for the passengers although i chose not to get my share. i couldn't eat it anyway and with my right wrist injured, i will have a hard time holding it. i did my best to hold my temper because i understand that there are places in the country with really bad weather plus air traffic congestion is common especially for flights in the late afternoon towards the evening.

but i lost everything when i got aboard the plane. it may be a really small thing on normal days, when i am not stressed, tired, hungry and sleepy but with the state of my mind last night, i just couldn't hold it.

you see, there were two middle aged women holding a baby who decided they can just sit anywhere they like. i got to our row a few seconds behind them and i told the other woman i sit in 18A and she just looked at me and told her friend to sit there. she looked at me and said, "just take that seat instead" pointing to the vacant aisle seat.

i bit my tongue and told her, " no, i sit in 18A". she wouldn't budge at first so i told her, in a bit acidic tone may be, " i paid for that seat, i reserved it. i sit there." she and her friend transferred to their assigned seats and were grumbling until we get to the airport. if going berserk on a plane wouldn't get me tagged as a terrorist, i would have slapped both of them already.

i was biting my lips all the way to Bacolod.

here's the thing, i paid to have a window seat and sitting there is the only consolation i have for that one messed up flight. only the prospect of seeing the lights of the city from above stops me from screaming in frustration while waiting for my flight. besides, seats are assigned for a reason.

that was the worst one hour flight i ever had. there were a lot of turbulence, the babies were screaming, the two witches beside me smells like they haven't seen water for weeks and despite their claims, they look like it's their first time to be aboard the plane. removing seat belts when the sign is on, opening the table when the plane is about to take off and land, putting their bags on the aisle and more. the attendant has to return to our row multiple times to "fix" them. and the whole flight they were both bragging that they always fly to manila and comparing different airlines and all that. huh, what did the other airlines make you use? broomstick?

anyway, here are some photos i took while waiting for the plane yesterday...