Odor Stories

My flight originated in Phoenix, destination Dallas.  I had the window seat and was already in place when he walked up and placed his bag in the overhead bin.  As soon as he raised his arms I knew this would not be a pleasant flight. I made a quick “self check” just to validate that the […]

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Tuna Breath

May 8, 2010

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I was once on a flight from my childhood home of Burlington VT to Atlanta. I spent the weekend with some old friends from high school. The night before my flight was spent sitting on bar stools, doing what old friends tend to do. We stayed up late into the night and I was prepared […]

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I was on a flight from Europe to North America many years ago and this man decided to take his shoes off which was OK because he was seated behind me. But then he went to the bathroom with no shoes on and on his return decided to stick his feet in the space between […]

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I went sailing one year in Key West during Race Week. I helped the owner deliver the boat back to Ft. Lauderdale when we were done. The sail from Key West back to the mainland was awful. The sea was so rough that we had to just piss ourselves as we sat on the edge […]

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I was travelling from Atlanta to Newark, then on to Toronto with my then 2 year old. He has always been an excellent traveller by any standards. Plays nicely by himself, looks out the window, no screaming, etc. even back then. But you always get them, lots of dirty looks though from the business class. […]

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I was on a flight from Vegas to Atlanta. I was already moody because I paid a premium for a direct flight to Milwaukee, which was canceled at the last minute. So, here I was, having to cut my Vegas vacation short, and waste an entire day traveling. I got on the plane. Of course, […]

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The Foul Foot

March 10, 2010

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On a flight a gentleman sat behind me. After being seated he took his sneakers off and wedged one of his feet in-between the seat in front of him (which was mine), and under my arm rest. The smell was enough to make me puke. I turned around and asked him to remove his foot, […]

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Dreadful Odor

March 5, 2010

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A few years ago, flying from AVL (Asheville, N.C.) to BOS, my cousin and I were waiting to get on the puddle-jump from AVL-CLT stand-by. When a party of seven didn’t show for the flight, we were ushered on to the plane and told to “take the first seats we could find” as we would […]

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Stinky Shoes

March 4, 2010

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It’s sad. Because of unexpected traffic delays, I ran like mad to meet my international flight and made it just as they were about to close the doors. As it turned out, seated next to me on the aisle was a soccer player. When he sat back down after getting up to let me into […]

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Nothing in the world smells worse than any flight to or from Nigeria. After 4 years of back and forth action between Lagos, Nigeria and London, I began to find my gate not by number but by stench. I understand that different countries have different levels of acceptable hygeine, but… it takes weeks or months […]

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Olfactory Assault

February 20, 2010

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Let’s begin at the beginning to properly set this “olfactory assault” in the proper perspective. A small group of friends and I were traveling from the U.S. to a small ( translation: thatched roof ) airport in Papua New Guinea for a 2 week dive trip. So far so good after numerous connecting flights in […]

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Two years ago on a flight from JFK to Heathrow, I was seated next to a middle-aged pudgy man. He ordered a cocktail directly after take-off, took two sleeping pills with his drink, and promptly fell asleep. Soon after he fell asleep, he began to pass gas; loud, smelly, ridiculous farts. I was on the […]

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