Who needs inflight entertainment,anyway.

 
Eventful flying.
Spouse and I have flown here and there on occasion.  Sometimes taking our daughters along with us.  None the less, always a momentary adventure.
Our oldest daughter flew with us several decades ago on Canadian Pacific flying from Honolulu to Vancouver, BC.  A six-hour red eye overnight flight.  CP air must not had heard of inflight entertainment back then.  Once in the air and on our way to our destination the only entertainment available to us was playing cards.  And I mean only ONE deck of cards.  So we had to share the single deck with others allowing us to play a card game for about fifteen minutes and pass them on to other passengers also wishing to play.  All magazines and newspapers had been doled out earlier and was not available to spouse and myself.  It was a long flight.  However, daughter and I played dozens of Tic-Tac-Toe games.
Speaking of flying with daughters, the complimentary barf bag was used several times.  The older daughter seemed to become nervous before boarding the plane but barfed a time or two on the flight.  Thanks to the flight attendants for cleaning up the icky mess.
The younger daughter would warn us of an upcoming upchuck by loudly moaning and groaning.  Loud enough to be heard throughout the main cabin on the plane.  A mournful tone as if someone were pulling out her teeth.  It was something we became accustom to when flying.
Back to inflight entertainment, in the early days of flying and watching movies a large overhead reel of film was projected on a pull-down screen.  But more than one screen and accomplished by running the film from projector to projector.  Each about 20-feet apart.  Projecting the movie on about four screen.  That was accomplished by running the film on a track from one projector to the next.  Creating an anything could go wrong situation.  But all passengers would watch the same movie.
I actually remember a time one had real leg room to stretch out.  But as time passed and the airline needed to make more money seats became more compact.  Closer together and narrower seat aisles.  On one flight as the person in front of me tilted their seat back the only place to put my knees was to spread them out with one knee sticking out in the main cabin aisle.  Consequently when the flight attendants were pushing their serving cart down the main aisle they inadvertently smashed it into my knee seriously creating a big hurt.  But the attendants had no apology and one just tossed a pillow in my lap.  Was this nuts or what?
Then on a red eye flight from Honolulu to Los Angeles, even though wife was on board, I was sitting next to two Latina women.  Once the plane was up and it’s cruising altitude the young Latina tapped me and said she needed to go to the lavatory.  So I started to get up out of my seat and she said no.  She said she could jump over me and I wouldn’t need to get up.  Before I knew it woosh she was up and over like a gymnast with feet planted in the main aisle.  Moments later she tapped me on the shoulder and said she was back and told me to just keep my seat and she would jump over me.  So woosh again she was up and over.  How she did that without hitting her head on the overhead bin, I haven’t a clue.
Then there was the time I was flying with my guidedog Rickles and getting the attention of one of the flight attendants.  She was so taken with Rickles she got down on all four and cooshy cooed with Rickles.  It seemed like for serval minutes.  I was thinking the first-class cabin might be missing her.  But she just loved my dog.  I just hope she didn’t inconvenient some of the first-class passengers.
But these events go on and on.  People are funny.  Right?  Happy flying.