Recently returning from a trip, flying Sky Service both ways, I've decided to share my experience. The way TO Florida from Toronto was awful. The seats were close together with NO leg room and, having a window seat, I was practically squished between my chair, the window, the seat in front of me, and my Dad. Being Clausterphobic, this is NOT good. Luckily the flight was half-empty, so my Dad moved to another row, so I could have room and after turning on the air I was fine, but when I had a Clausterphobic Attack, I was ready to bolt. So, picture me in the midst of a full fledged panic, we're moving and what happens? The tow bar for the plane breaks with a loud crash! My Mom was surprised I didn't have a heart attack. When we finally got going, I was fine. The movie didn't interest me, so I read. We got a small, tiny drink and a mint. Nothing exciting. And I was starved (keep in mind this is a 5:00am flight)
