Flying as a fattie on American Airlines

So, I made it to my destination.

The first leg of the trip was uneventful, except for when I realized that I was at the wrong terminal for my connecting flight. I had to get on a sky-train and go to another terminal and arrived just in time for boarding. I’d mis-read my boarding pass and thought we’d be boarding at the printed time, so I was in a hurry because I thought I was running late. Who am I to think they’d start boarding 20 minutes after the fact? Once I realized there was no need to be running through the airport, I slowed it down, got a coffee and took my time.

I have no problem with using the people mover/horizontalator thing (as opposed to “escalator”) rather than walking. But one thing I wonder is why people walk on them when the whole point of using them is so that you don’t have to walk. Then, they get mad because you’re using it the way it’s supposed to be utilized, by standing still and letting it move you. Sometimes there are stairs next to escalators, and sometimes there aren’t. In the latter case, I can see why some people would use escalators as stairs rather than standing still. But not on horizontal people movers because you have all this un-moving floor space to walk on while the people mover is, maybe, 5′ wide. Save it for those who don’t want to walk! I hate humans.

So, I board and since my companion wasn’t there another person was seated next to me. He was a man, bald, in a suit, stinking of too much cheap after-shave, and traveling with a woman and a young boy who sat in the row in front of us. He held what I assume was a laptop bag on his lap and never buckled up. Clearly he was peeved to be sitting next to Uppity Fat Chick. Whatever, though. His problem.

I ignored him until right before take-off when he moved to the row behind us, which was empty. Good, now I had a whole row to myself and a bit of relief from his overpowering cologne. I’d also slipped my seat belt extender from the first flight into my carry-on so I wouldn’t have to ask for another. I got on the plane, buckled up and ready to go in less than 5 minutes. Also, I kept my seat belt extender for use on the way back. It’s not like I’m stealing it because I’ll leave it on the last plane once I am home. I just want to keep it to speed up my boarding process.

My ride from the airport met me at baggage claim and we were out of there in 10 minutes. It was a good flight for the most part and I hope my return trip goes just as well.