Getting in and out of those seats when you’re over 5’ 10" is like getting out of a child’s lawn chair or a beanbag chair with arthritis and an oversized backpack. So every attempt is a feat of gymnastics of extricating your sore skeleton with cramped muscles with only the back of another passenger’s chair as leverage with a low overhead to avoid. It’s like doing contortionist work while hungover. And if you’re not in the aisle seat, you gotta get 1-2 people to get up so you can pass them.
Getting in and out of those seats when you’re over 5’ 10" is like getting out of a child’s lawn chair or a beanbag chair with arthritis and an oversized backpack. So every attempt is a feat of gymnastics of extricating your sore skeleton with cramped muscles with only the back of another passenger’s chair as leverage with a low overhead to avoid. It’s like doing contortionist work while hungover. And if you’re not in the aisle seat, you gotta get 1-2 people to get up so you can pass them.
Exactly. These short pocket sized motherfuckers got no idea what its like, lol.