Well, looks like after a longer hiatus, these profiles just keep on piling up. This will also be my first one on a Shanghai-bound flight from Helsinki, so switching maybe the perspective just a little bit - or not. We'll see.
First of all, a PSA: row 54, middle seats. For reasons unbeknownst to mankind, the Finnair A340s only have two seats in the middle on this row. But the real meat of the deal was the surprise extra space. There is just a little bit more distance to the row in front of you, and it makes all the difference in terms of comfort. The previous encounter I wrote about happened actually on the row behind it, and as I couldn't get any better seats this time around either (i.e. "exit seats" with additional legroom due to door positions,) I tried to experiment with some minor tweaks. Apparently, it paid off.
Finnish Chinese business graduate, film and entertainment professional blogs about life and stuff (both in China and Finland). Originally named "The Tiger Returns to China", older posts in archives were about my exchange study period in Beijing (2008) and a summer in Shanghai (2009). Some of these posts may be in Finnish.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Seat Buddy Profiles: Meet Ville and Roman
In this (hopefully) recurring series, I will write about people that happen to get seated beside me on intercontinental flights, usually between Helsinki and Shanghai, the two cities I frequently travel between. You can check the first post in the series here.
Howdy guys, it's been a while! I know it because I actually skipped one profile when flying to Shanghai last time. That was because my buddy happened to be a middle-aged-ish (I'm certainly no expert in Asian people's age) Chinese guy who didn't as much as say two words to me the entire trip, but rather concentrated on sleeping. Fortunately, on my return trip we get two for the price of one!
Howdy guys, it's been a while! I know it because I actually skipped one profile when flying to Shanghai last time. That was because my buddy happened to be a middle-aged-ish (I'm certainly no expert in Asian people's age) Chinese guy who didn't as much as say two words to me the entire trip, but rather concentrated on sleeping. Fortunately, on my return trip we get two for the price of one!
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