I was just reading through the 'fear of flying' thread and remembered all the times I had to get on planes - which I hated. And then the question of who sits next to you when travelling. This was the funniest thing that ever happened to me: I was travelling back from Knoxville, TN where I had gone for a conference. I changed planes at Charlotte, NC and found myself sitting next to a sweet old lady. She asked me if she could change seats with me as she was claustrophobic and we started talking. She asks me "So you've been to Tennesse" Me: Yes ma'am, for a conference She:How did you like it there? Me: The food was wonderful, and we went to a concert which was nice She: So you like country music? Me: No. It was a rock band. I like lots of music but I really don't like country. She: Have you heard of Naomi Judd? She sings country music? Me: Yes. (well, everyone knows Naomi Judd) She: Naomi Judd is my daughter!! Me: (vainly try to take foot out of mouth)..err..sorry...I do like Naomi Judd... After getting off the plane I thought it just might have been a batty old lady. So I went to the library and got Naomi Judd's autobiography and looked at the pictures. Sure enough, it was the same lady I had spoken to on the plane! Her name was Pauline, and she forgave me my faux pas. She was really sweet, but I wonder why she was travelling coach class..