Aisle or Window Seat?

To be honest, I haven’t flown that many times in my life. When I was twenty one, I won a contest and my prize was a 4,000$ travel certificate with Signature Vacations. I went to Playa Del Carmen, Mexico and it was my first time on an airplane. I remember being ridiculously excited, despite our 4AM departure time. I insisted on switching seats with my travel partner so I could have the window seat, which he was happy to give up. As we took off, I squealed and turned to my partner – only to find him fast asleep, not a care in the world for the fact that OMG WE’RE IN AN AIRPLANE ITS TAKING OFF WHEEEEE HERE WE GO!

Since that trip, I’ve been to Cuba and I’ve been to Antigua and Barbuda. I still love the window seat. Air travel has not lost its lustre for me. I love looking way down and seeing the world below me, tiny and far away. It makes me feel invincible.