On my way back. Barely got out of having to sit between two really big guys. Nothing wrong with big guys, except when I have to sit in economy class in the second to last
row of the plane between them. Contemplated suicide briefly to avoid dire agony. Begged stewardess to let me sit with her in the kitchen.
Was willing to stowaway in the bathroom. Anything!
In the end, I lucked out and a nice couple with an empty window seat let me sit there.
I was like, ”Dude, can your girlfriend sit between us?” He only popped me one time. Bastard.