Having loaded my beloved mini ipad with books to kill a full day of enslavement in planes, airports and other means of public transportation, I usually manage to transcend the mundane situation and place myself on a different planet, yet some recent rather uncomfortable business- and personal-related flight have made me think.
(Image from http://nyceducator.com/2006/09/children-first.html)
Really, isn't modern air travel just a modern version of a XIX century Orient Express in 3rd class cattle train?
