This is Worse Than Flying While Fat

Is there anything worse than flying while fat? There actually is! Unless you can afford to fly private, traveling on public transit is rarely comfortable for anyone. Lately my fat positive travel group, Fat Girls Traveling has been occupying a lot of my time. One constant in the group is members posting about being anxious and nervous about flying. Sometimes it’s their first flight ever. Other times it’s their first long-haul flight. The bottom line is, no one wants to make others feel uncomfortable. Living in a bigger body means you might have to take up more space. People feel self-conscious when they think they might need to take more than their share.  Should they buy an extra seat? Will they need a seat belt extender? Should they get a window or aisle seat? What if they have to use the bathroom?


The truth of the matter is, there are things FAR worse than flying while fat, and I’ve had to deal with many of them. Here are five things that will help you keep things in perspective and know, someone had to deal with worse things than sitting next to a fat flyer.


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1. Sitting in the middle seat next to assholes who don’t give you both of the armrests. 

Every traveler knows that the poor soul in the middle seat gets both armrests. The person in the aisle gets easy access to the bathroom, extra space to stretch out at least half of their body and gets to leave first. The lucky person in the window seat gets the view and a hard surface to lean/sleep on. The person in the middle seat gets the short end of the stick and both of the armrests if their neighbors aren’t jerks. But flying in the center seat is worse than flying while fat.

2. Sitting next to a “loving” couple.

There’s a difference between a little PDA and not being able to keep your hands off of each other. It’s an especially fine line when someone else has to sit inches away from you for hours. I sat next to a couple that was so in love, all they wanted to do was make out and grope each other during our 4-hour flight.  It never got to the point where I felt like I was going to be joining the mile high club with them. But there were plenty of times I felt like saying “Get a room!” In my opinion, sitting next to the PDA couple for four hours is worse than flying while fat.

 3. Sitting next to someone who snores on an overnight flight.  

Ok, I know this is technically no one’s fault and there’s very little one can do about their snoring. But it just plain sucks for everyone else on the plane! You’re sleeping soundly (not soundlessly) while I’m wide awake listening to your breathing patterns. Sometimes ear plugs or noise canceling headphones will aid my descent into dreamland. Other times a few hours of shut eye is a lost cause. The absolute WORST is the snoring, drolling snuggler. Not only does this triple threat snore, they want to lay their head on your shoulder that’s now wet with their drool.                                                                                                                                                                                                                    worse-than-flying-while-fatPhoto by Janko Ferlič on Unsplash

 4. Sitting next to an absentee parent with a small child.

A crying baby is undesirable no matter how long the flight. But more often than not, I can understand why the baby is crying and it usually doesn’t last long. That little brat kicking the back of your seat the entire time. That’s one of my pet peeves. But a flight from London to Atlanta was the epitome of a parenting fail.

I was heading back to the states after a European tour a few years ago. I had the honor of sitting in the middle seat for this 9-hour flight. The lady in the aisle seat was in her late 40’s and the lady in the window seat was in her early 20’s and traveling with her adorable toddler son. He was probably just over a year old and overall a happy baby. His mother was just extremely unprepared. The little cutie and I hit it off immediately. Smiling, waving, exchanging funny faces and baby talk. His mom took notice and when she had to go to the restroom, instead of taking him with her. She asked if I could hold him until she got back. I was raised by a single mother, so I wanted to do my part and help out. After all, it takes a village, right?

When she returned she didn’t immediately take her baby back, she hit me with the “he really likes you! Do you have any kids?” After a quick conversation I was able to pass back her child without saying “Yes, most kids like me. I’m pretty awesome, but I didn’t pay hundreds of dollars for this flight so I could hold YOUR baby the entire time”. Crisis averted. Pretty soon, little dude wasn’t happy and he wanted the entire plane to know it. I suggested that maybe he was hungry as we’d been in the air for a few hours at this point. She said she’d only brought him some teething biscuits and her carry-on was in the front of the plane. I suggested she go get them, which left me once again holding the teething toddler.

The final straw was when I could smell that the little guy was cookin’ something up in his diaper.  After years of nannying I’ve developed a pretty good “mom nose” but this was rank and I was surprised his mom didn’t catch the first whiff. As kindly as possible, I told her that I thought her son needed a diaper change. After confirming, she asked if I would be able to help her. In my head, I was like “HELL TO THE NAW! I didn’t help you make that baby, why would I help you change his dirty diaper!?” And although I had helped her manage little man up to that point, dirty diapers is where I draw the line. I politely declined and started watching a movie.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            welcome-to-las-vegas-signPhoto by James Walsh on Unsplash

5. Sitting next to someone who is hungover and vomiting.

It’s one thing to hold your besties hair back while she throws up all of her bad decisions from earlier in the evening. Sitting next to someone as they throw up on a plane is a completely different thing!

I was on a flight that had a quick layover in Las Vegas. One of those layovers that doesn’t require you to get off the plane. Up until that point I was sitting alone.  The plane was nearly full now and I had two empty seats next to me, it was perfect! Until a lady holding a paper bag sat in the aisle seat. But I still had my window seat, so I was good! Until she started vomiting.

We were in Vegas, so I guess she just turnt up a little too much. But let me tell you, what happened in Vegas didn’t stay in Vegas that time. She vomited for nearly the entire flight. And I almost felt as bad for her as I felt for myself.  It was the worst!

Do you have any flight horror stories? Please share them in the comment section below.


23 thoughts

  1. I can tell think of anything worse than a crying child during my flight! And plus thank you for sharing the armrest rule- I was not aware of it at all!

  2. Hahaha, I totally agree with the loving couples and babies thing. It is so irritating! Fortunately no experience of sitting next to an airsick person.

  3. I have totally been number 5 before! Except I wasn’t hungover – I just get really bad motion sickness. It was so embarrassing and I felt so bad for the couple sitting next to me!

    1. Not much you can do with motion sickness Tessa. That just sucks for everyone. I know it wasn’t the girl’s fault she decided to imbibe too much the night before. And I’m sure flying didn’t make it any better. Thanks for sharing your story.

  4. Oh wow, I feel like you’ve got the short end of the straw with flights! I think my worst is one time I got sat next to a gentleman who had terrible, terrible breath for 12 hours from SF to the UK. This wouldn’t have been so bad but about every 10-15 minutes he felt the need to prey, mumbling under his breath so not to disturb. However this didn’t cover up the bad breath problem. In the end I asked for an extra blanket and basically covered myself and got some shut eye.

    Other than that, I can honestly say I’ve met some lovely people on flights and hardly ever had to deal with any babies or hungover vomiters! Either I’m due some bad flying karma or you’re due some good 😉

    1. LOL! I travel A LOT and all of those flights can’t go smoothly-as far as having a good neighbor. But more than not my flights are pretty uneventful. But there have been a few doozies!

  5. LOL. Good post, nailed it; the PDA is the worst. You missed the one about the seatmate who won’t shut up. Even if you bury your nose in a book or put on your headphones. They will poke your arm to get your attention!

    1. LOL!!! Never had that one happen Theresa! Sounds terrible. It’s like, EXCUSE me! Just trying to read here. LOL

  6. Haha SO much truth in all of this!!! That last one would draw the line for me though… No way could I sit next to someone getting sick! I’d wait for the next plane if there was no where to move to!
    Happy thoughts to you on your next flight… Lets hope none of these happen- Including feeling uncomfortable by your neighbour!

  7. Really great post to read! Thank you for sharing all of these experiences. A couple months ago, I was stuck in the middle seat between to man-spreading men who also took the liberty of claiming the armrests. It wasn’t a pleasant experience, so I’m grateful that the flight was only a couple of hours.

    1. Jerks! LOL! Manspreading AND taking both armrests. How inconsiderate! Thanks for your comment and sharing your travel horror story.

  8. I have to say that all the things on your list are pretty terrible! I’ve experienced them all and none of them are something I wish on anyone!

  9. I’ve faced the first one and it was truly uncomfortable travelling. Although the fellow passengers were not jerks rather I was more shy to ask for know first travel alone and that too international..Sigh. I passed those 6.5hours counting every half hour as sleepless as I could get 😔

    1. That’s the WORST! I hate when your neighboring passengers don’t give you your arm rest! 6.5 hours must have felt like an eternity!

  10. BO. You didn’t mention the man with the BO. Or the farting problem. My husband and I once flew oversees and there was a third party with a farting problem. Constantly. The person next to my husband kept giving US dirty looks (because we were larger than accepted size maybe?) the whole time and grunting at us (the international sign of disgust…). Sure, blame the large person for the smell…

    1. GROSS!!! I likely haven’t had to deal with that yet. Only the barfing! LOL. But farting and B.O. might just top my tipsy neighbor.

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