Just flew from Cyprus > Heathrow > NYC. The way out was awful, my mate sitting in the middle thinking he was 10 men. Arguing that he really isn't that big (He isn't) and him not seeing the wrongfulness of him taking up so much space.
The way back was bliss, no one next to me on both flights. I slept quite happily, for both flights. But yeah I'm not a fan, I normally drink some to try and pass out. It rarely helps.
The way back was bliss, no one next to me on both flights. I slept quite happily, for both flights. But yeah I'm not a fan, I normally drink some to try and pass out. It rarely helps.