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I fly fairly frequently from where I live now to my home town. It's a convenient trip because there are two conveniently located mini-boss sized airports close to both places. The (un)fortunate thing about mini-boss sized airports are that they only attract the budget airline offerings. When you purchase flights through these low-spec'd airlines, they try and swindle you by charging you for making choices, like do you want to bring any bags? How about choose a seat to sit in the plane?
I take the high (cheap) road and choose nothing, which means they pick a seat for me. Which means I sit above the turbines every flight, my window looks out at the wing. I am lead to believe that these mid-range seats are picked least often, so I wonder, why are these seats of no apparent distinguishing quality least often selected by the 'selectors'? If you want seats closer to the front, but dont want to front the bill, you're in luck! Selecting the back of the plane is more expensive than not choosing any, and your odds have to be impossibly better you will sit closer to the front by abstaining a seat selection.
But I'm not complaining, nor do I wish people would have different airline decision-maing habits. I feel priviledged to sit in view of the wing. It moves a surprising amount during flights, so I could see that be troubling to the anxious or weary traveler. But to me, I find it satisfying. I watch the slightest shift of an aeleron send the whole plane in a calculated, soft roll. I imagine my arm as the wing: extending out the side of the plane. It reminds me of sticking my hand out the window while driving to feel the force of the wind against your palm, turning a once invisible everpresent essence into a carvable, ridable rush of energy. Watching the wing wobble a bit gives the plane a little more mortality, I feel a little more the rush and the terror of the miracle of flight.