It seems appropriate that a song by Pink Floyd captures the experience of airline travel in their song "Point Me At The Sky" which I'm sure had nothing to do with their motivations for writing the song.
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
While the people around you breathe in
People pressing on my sides
It's something that I hate
And so is sitting down to eat
With only little capsules on my plate
I had posted the lyrics to this song earlier, but I realized what I had was incorrect. There are actually a number of transcriptions of the lyrics, and they are all wrong in at least one place.
And yes, this means I'm home now. 🙂