musings and observations during my plane ride

My most recent flight back home to Japan begins my six-ish month stint moving back in with the parents, and not on a very good note. Mostly. Thoughts during my flight:

1. There must be SOMEone who can design an airplane with less wasted space above our heads and more legroom.
2. Somehow I got the one seat on the whole plane with the busted tv screen. It would let me watch about 20 minutes of a movie (just enough to draw me into the story), then it would just turn off. Damn bait and switch.
3. Best airplane food thus far in my not inconsiderable flying experience: cheese pizza. Finally, some genius decided to serve a food you can't screw up (on previous flights I have opted to sleep through meals, or munch on the plastic silverware instead, so this is quite the improvement).
4. Am I the only one who encounters the window seat dilemma? In getting out of my seat when the aisle passenger is sleeping, I find I have three options, a) wake said passenger up and risk pissing them off, b) face-to-face straddle escape method, or c) butt-to-face slide method. While the second two offer a more discreet (debatable) extrication, should the passenger wake up, say, mid-straddle...I don't know, maybe I'm the only one who experiences anxiety over this.
5. Old woman in a mid-section seat in front of me (to be more specific: NOT directly in front of me, NOT next to me, NOT behind me) turns around and gives me a ten second stare-down. I have no idea what I did to deserve the Death Look, but it must have been pretty bad.
6. Can't remember the last time I didn't cry on an airplane.
7. My water cup had a hole in it and spilled water on me.
8. Young man sitting next to me was on his way to his wedding, so no possibility of repeating the Bad Life Decision of Summer '07. One less thing to do on the plane (that came out sounding dirty, and Siobhan I know you're rolling your eyes at me--I meant besides not being able to watch full movies).
9. The second I saw my beloved Japan from the window, it was all worth it. I wonder if I'll ever get this place out of my system.

Thus begin my adventures at home.
P.S. As it turns out, driving at night on the opposite side of the street, while jet-lagged and sleep deprived is not the best idea.
P.P.S. Mayra, I have not forgotten your Japanese word of the day. Today's word is kotsujiko (koh-tsu-jee-ko), or car accident, which by some oversight of the gods of destruction I did not experience today.