THE BEACHBOY DIARIES part 6 | Homeward-bound & Safair flight review

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It's finally time to return home, after a most delightful beach vacation. We have booked a flight with Safair. Unfortunately the trouble starts as soon as we try to check in: We are told the flight has been "overbooked" and we'll have to wait to find out if we even have a seat on the plane. If not, we'll be put on a next flight. Now hold on, you crazy airline, for it's not that simple. I don't live anywhere near the destination airport, and had to arrange a lift with somebody who had to drive two and a half hours to pick me up. They have to wait for me for another two or three hours until it's night time? They will certainly not want to drive me home in the dark hours of the night. Fortunately I am later told that indeed I do have a seat on the plane. But, "seat" might not be what you think it is. It seems "seat" on modern commercial airlines mean something you can only fit into if you have been starving yourself for six months beforehand, so you are literally a stick figure on the verge of death. Seats are now very narrow, and packed together like sardines. Not even anything that can be called an armrest anymore. Thin, thin piece of bent metal a centimetre or two wide, is all that is now between any two passengers. The flight is one big uncomfortable time of suffering as myself and a very overweight passenger are squeezed into each other so tightly that we arrive completely wet with each other's perspiration and stench. Seriously, airlines are going to have to stop trying to make the seats smaller and smaller, and start giving each person enough space to breathe and have their arms on their sides, instead of having to very uncomfortably try and fit their shoulders and arms into the seats sideways.