Airport at Dusk

November 4, 2019. Looking out at Ottawa airport as I set out. First they would stuff me into a tiny CRJ, then into a 787 crammed to the gills where I could not move for 9 hours, then an even tinier seat in an A-320 that somehow sat 180 suffering souls. I am determined never to fly economy again, which probably means an end to my traveling days, but the fact is I no longer fit into the seats, not after the latest round of size reductions.


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