My flight in the little computer jet from McAllen to Houston was pretty comfortable. I had forgotten how much I didn’t mind flying. Sit in a nice chair, watch the scenery go by out the window, somebody brings you a club soda, and then you’re there. It was a lot like driving, but I didn’t have to keep my eyes open so much. The 2 ½ hour economy flight from Houston to Denver was a different story. I don’t remember coach seats being that small. I’m not a big guy and still the seats were small. The nice young guy next to me wasn’t huge, but he was certainly bigger than his seat. I don’t think airlines want me to fly economy.