33K

The flight from Dubai to Addis on Emirates was packed, with most people,
as I found out later, traveling beyond Addis Ababa to another
destination (never did catch where). I found my seat at 33J just as the
guy sitting next to me was settling in. I sat down and opened up my
magazine to read until the plane was up in the air and the entertainment
was switched on. There was a selection of about 5 movies and I picked
the most promising one, a comedy starring Owen Wilson and Jennifer
Aniston called Marley & Me. Soon the meal cart came and I ordered the
cheese omelet, as did the guy in 33K. The drink cart followed and I
selected apple juice. 33K ordered a beer to go with his omelet...at 9:30am.
I ate my meal and continued watching Marley & Me, forgetting about 33K
until the flight attendant came around to collect the trays. She took my
tray and then reached over to grab the next one. She had a rather
surprised look on her face so I glanced over and saw that 33K and pulled
his blanket completely over his head to sleep, so I was essentially
sitting next to Casper the ghost. Nevertheless, the guy seemed to be
sleeping peacefully so I didn't pay much mind to it and continued
watching the movie. However, later, as the credits were rolling, I
noticed a stench wafting in and realized that 33K must have expelled all
the gas in his body and it was now slowly and steadily seeping out from
underneath the blanket. To a certain degree I can understand that
other-people's-flatulence is something passengers must deal with, but it
usually dissipates into the circulating cabin air rather quickly.
However, since Casper was trapping it under his blanket, I was getting a
steady stream of digested cheese omelet and beer. I quickly ejected
myself from my seat and shuffled up the aisle to stand next to the
lavatories where the air was fresher.