Danielle Del Plato for BI
Two hours into a red-eye flight from Singapore to Sydney, I'm about to lose it. My 6-foot-3 frame is crammed into a seat barely big enough for a toddler. To my right, a pensioner is snoring like a buzz saw, releasing pungent plumes of a half-digested tuna fish sandwich. It brings to mind the famous quote from the French philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre: Hell is other people. Only I'm quite sure Sartre never had to endure the middle seat in economy.
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