As I settled into my tiny seat on a recent flight, a woman asked me if I’d trade my aisle seat for her middle so she could be, as she said, ” with my girls.” She was a young-ish looking mom-type, and my first reaction was to give up my seat. After all, it was just a short 90 minute flight and for the sake of a beleaguered mom, I could afford to be chivalrous. However, in a split second, I realized that the “girls” she was referring to were the two boisterous women who were already next to me. It was a trip to Las Vegas after all.
Was I close to having been hoodwinked, or was she just using the vernacular of the situation? It’s not important, but I wondered, when would you give up your seat? For a mom with kids? If not giving up the seat meant that you would be baby sitting for a few hours? Only if not inconvenient to you (comparable seat).
My wife and I have traveled all over the world with our kids, and many times, have relied on the courtesy of strangers to untangle the twisted airlines’ seating plans. In 99% of the cases, we’d found people willing to switch, especially when they saw the ages of our little ones, who are now four and eight.