I was on a flight from Denver to San Francisco on Wednesday night and realized that most people start off their lives craving a Window seat, but later tend to prefer the aisle. I was reminded of this when I saw a 4-year-old kid become extremely disappointed at not getting a window seat on the plane. As the kid sat sobbing in tears, I recalled that I loved being in the window seat as a kid, even at night. It was always fun to look out the window and contemplate being 6 miles off the ground.

But now as an adult, I prefer the aisle seat. The aisle seat has the most leg room, since you can put your feet in the aisle if necessary. Also, you don’t have to disturb anyone to go to the restroom. And lastly, and this is a small advantage, you are the first person in your row to get off the plane when the flight is over.

It’s one of life’s simple pleasures: love, sitting on the sand at the beach, and the aisle seat. One thing is for certain though, nobody likes the humbling middle seat. Especially sitting in between two big guys that smell like yaks–that’s never fun.

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