We Want Your “Best Seatmate” Story

Photo by Caribb via Flickr

Photo by Caribb via Flickr

Last year we asked for your “Worst Seatmate” stories, and we heard about fidgeting, fit-throwing, flatulence, and funky breath. In the leftover holiday spirit, now we want to know your best experience while sitting next to a stranger on a plane.

Did someone help you when you needed a hand, or show some generosity when you least expected it? We want to know your best airplane seatmate story! Leave a comment by 5pm PST on Wednesday 2/3/2010, and we will select someone at random to win their very own tugo luggage drink holder!

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  2. reva skie says:

    I recently flew beside my MIL. I would not normally want to be so close to her in a confined space. She was an absolute dream. She stayed on her “side didn’t need to get up and didn’t so much as breathe loud the entire time. I always seem to sit next to a noisy, shifter, so this was a welcome change.

  3. Rachael Blackketter says:

    Okay, I am a glutton for punishment. Or at least I was in February of 2008. My son was fast approaching that magic second birthday – you know when they can’t fly for free anymore? So, I decided to trek from Arizona to Washington state with a three and a half year old and an almost two year old. Alone. I quickly realized that I did not have enough arms to restrain both children in our two seats. My older child quickly figured out how to undue her seatbelt. She managed to wiggle free and jostle her baby brother in my arms just as he was falling to sleep. Over and over and over…a recipe for lots of toddler screaming and one harried mommy. My angel’s face peeked at me from the seat in front of me, and she asked if there was anything she could do. I would like to say I gently handed off my tired little one to her, but it was more like a quarterback trying to avoid getting sacked. She took my son and walked the plane aisle until he fell asleep, and then she held him the rest of the trip. I was able to still my daughter until she too fell asleep. I am sure their were cheers in the hearts of all the other passengers when the plane finally settled into some peaceful flying. I will always be grateful for the grandma angel who sat in front of me that night in February of 2008.

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