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You can negotiate with them when they arrive about how they feel about leaving the armrest up and, if they are kind, that might afford you another inch or so of hip room.
If you’re toward the front of the plane and in an aisle seat, consider boarding later.
I am 5’8″ (172.5cm) and my weight fluctuates between about 340 and 360. Round shoulders, bigger at the top than the bottom, with narrower hips and legs. Note that UK sizing is slightly inconsistent with US sizing.
I’ve heard that US sizes are one size larger but I find the whole thing confusing.
I flew from Portland, OR to New York for the annual NOLOSE conference. Encouraged, I tried again the next year, this time with a coach ticket on Jet Blue, which I’d heard good things about from fellow fatties. Then, two years ago, I fell in love with my best friend who had, of course, up and moved back to London. I did the fatty unthinkable – I booked a single, standard coach seat on an International flight. I decided to just get to the airport and let the cards fall where they may. He actually took up more room than I did in an effort to “put me in my place”.
Imagine my surprise when I actually fit in the seat. Luckily I was so doe-eyed about my first trip to England and seeing that Girl o’mine that I didn’t have it in me to give a crap. I’ve clocked more fatty air miles in the last 2 years than in the rest of my entire life combined. (for me.) General Stuff: Booking: I’ve not yet had to book two seats so I’m afraid I can’t offer any insight on this, though I do know that it’s becoming more common for airlines to have official ‘passenger of size’ policies which you can find either on their various websites or by calling customer service.
ALSO: Before you book, clear your browser cookies (not just the cache, the actual *cookies*), close the browser, and then open it again.
This isn’t true everywhere but I’ve experienced it myself so I know it happens.
I can’t find my tape measure but my last recorded ’roundest bit’ measurement was 63″ – including the largest circumference of my belly and butt.
Again, the narrower hips aid me a bit in fitting in to plane seats, though the larger upper body means contorting a bit to avoid constantly being banged on the arm by toilet-bound passengers and drink carts.
My Story: I’m not exactly sure (year-wise) when I stopped flying.
I just know that, at some point, the anticipatory anxiety of air travel began to eclipse any/all perceived benefits of pushing through it.