I tried really hard to get a window seat on my flight to Australia. For almost 14 hours, I had a view of water or darkness. I still enjoyed it because I was able to scream "Land Ho!" in my mind like a sailor in Captain Cook's fleet. I also enjoyed the plane spotting on the ground. One of the requirements for window seat fun is a clean window. The CRJ-700 I flew last week into Charleston had filthy window and took some of the fun out of my flight. I did drink the aircraft out of Miller Lite. A minor accomplishment on a regional jet, but I am still proud.
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