Flew back from Darwin to Alice today.

The good news, was that for the second time running, I got a seat in the emergency exit aisle over the wing with lots of leg room (awesome on a flight that only has cattle class and no business class seats).

The bad news is that I got jammed between the Incredible Hulk and the Incredibly Smelly.

Smelly hadn't showered for about a month, I reckon. Hulk farted all the way (2 hours).

Smelly slept, except for the small break he took to lean over the back of the seat and tell the three-year-old behind him to "stop kicking my f***ing head in".

Classy gents, both of them.

Oh... and while we're taking off, Smelly says to me... "hope I don't get overcome with a sudden urge to rip the door off in flight."

"Yeah..." I replied. "Me too..."

oh dear...getting a barney gumble vibe there (can I throw up in your bathroom? I'll buy something)

Yeah, I got an exit row seat coming back from Brisvegas on Tuesday night, and I was in the seat by the door. The same thought that Smelly had made an attempt to reach the surface of my conscious thoughts but it got clobbered very quickly.

I was stuck beside two chunky blokes, who both complained about the lack of width in the seats - good thing I didn't want to eat the snack because I was squeezed over to one side and got a sore back as a result.

Fingers xx'd my two flights this week aren't as bad.

Sometimes I wonder if the exit row is really worth it!

How can i earn more money sitting at home in India?