The only time I’ve managed to sleep on a plane was the one time I flew business and could lay down with my noise cancelling headphones on. Impossible for me in economy
The only time I’ve managed to sleep on a plane was the one time I flew business and could lay down with my noise cancelling headphones on. Impossible for me in economy
I’ve done it out of necessity in economy long haul. Fucking uncomfortable though.
Economy class should be allowed cocaine. Time sure would fly.
I drift off but it’s more from the fact that I fly out at 7am, spend all day at work. By the time I’m done with a client dinner, i’m back in my hotel at midnight and waking up at 7am to do it all again with a 5:00pm flight back to Sydney. It’s worse when the kids don’t let me sleep the night before.
I can’t sleep on a plane because I’m so tall. My head doesn’t touch the headrest.
We flew to Bali overnight so it was brutal, but got to hotel at about 6am, straight to sleep.
I sleep pretty well on long haul, not deep sleep but not horrible.
I didn’t realise how rare it was for people being able to sleep on planes, particularly in economy.
I quite enjoy being able to get almost a 90 minute sleep in on my flights to and from Melbourne!
I think the most I’ve slept on a plane is a couple of hours max to/from London.
I’d love to sleep on planes, not that I fly regularly, domestic or internationally. Perhaps I should invest in a couple of valium for the flights.
I never hurry to get on a plane. Typically I will be amongst the last to board and I have never not been able to stow a bag. It might not be directly above my seat but there has always been room.
I do get worried though as im a snorer
I almost never use the overhead bins, I hate them. I don’t mind having a bag to pick up at the carousel, if I have so much that I need more than a backpack that fits under the seat in front of me, then I am probably going somewhere that is worthwhile taking a larger bag or a suitcase.
I find it harder to stay awake on planes than getting sleep.
I’ll nod off while the plane is taxiing out to the runway. I’ll put a podcast on and wake up on another episode. Once I’m in my seat I barely move for the rest of the flight.
I also can’t sleep on planes, I get at most 1-2 hours of semi asleep time on a long haul flight. Even tried taking different types of sleeping tablets which did nothing but make me feel incredibly drowsy without actually falling asleep.
The only time I’ve flown Business on a long haul was LA-Sydney, put my seat flat straight after take-off and they woke me up 13 hours later because we were landing. Incredible how much of a difference it makes being able to sleep flat.
It’s weird, because put me on a train or bus from the City back home after a long day, or even a few beers, and I’ll sleep until the train stables up at the depot for the night.
Case in point: When I was 18 I was doing my Uni bridging course at Quakers Hill I had done an all nighter during the 2010 World Cup for an assignment, whilst watching a match. Went out there the next day, did my classes, got on the train to go home at 5pm, and before the “doors closing, please stand clear” announcement had been made I fell asleep.
I woke up at 10pm with the train guard shaking me awake telling me I needed to get off the train. I was at Hornsby train depot. The guard asked me where I got on and when, and he deduced that I had gone from Quakers Hill all the way through to Hornsby, then all the way back through the City, all the way to Blacktown and then back to Hornsby before the train trundled down the line to the train depot.
I ended up spending about $80 to get a cab home from Hornsby as I couldnt be bothered taking another train and then a bus home.
A mate did that from central, to Gosford, to central. Unlucky.
I’ve had similar after a thursday night out in the Cross when I was 18. Got on the first train of the morning at Townhall back to where I lived in Pymble. I woke up 4 hours later just past Hornsby with school kids taking photos of me. Must have gone to the end of the line and then back to Emu Plains, then back to Hornsby.
I also got locked on a train at London Bridge station after a night out last year. We were just pulling into the station and I decided to quickly go for a piss, train was terminating there so thought I had plenty of time to go and get off. Turns out it was terminating there for the night rather than going back in the opposite direction and the driver couldn’t get off and leave quick enough. Within around 30 seconds he’d locked the train up and left. Had to try and wave someone down through the windows to let me out
I worked with a bloke who got woken up in Newcastle.
He had to wait till the trains started again in the morning.
That’s amazing, you must have been out for hours, lucky you didn’t get robbed or something
Edit 5 hours in fact, I’m a real details man
More to the point, when me and my ex missus went to the UK in 2015, I assumed I had slept so heavily on the train as I was pretty exhausted from the all-nighter (and having spent most nights awake until the wee hours or there abouts watching the games).
I was working hospo at the time and had a bunch of late night finishes in the days leading up to our departure, and the night before purposefully did another all nighter in the hope I would sleep well on the flight.
We took off, I indulged had a few scotches, watched a couple things on the TV, had our dinner, and a couple glasses of wine. I wasn’t going to sleep on the first leg to Singapore, but rather to long leg from Singapore to London. By the time we re-boarded, I was feeling pretty tired and reckoned once we were at cruising altitude I’d nod off and hopefully wake up at the earliest somewhere over the Mediterranean, or the flight was particularly unlucky, dead.
Well, the the ex, she could fall asleep in a tumble dryer, and no matter how much I twisted and turned to get comfortable, no matter how much counted sheep, or backwards from 100, all my normal tricks, my body just wouldn’t let me sleep.
My ex in the meantime is snoring so loudly she’s getting sniggers and smirks from the air hostessess passing in the aisle. She’s curled up in her seat, looking more comfortable than a cat in its favourite chair.
I ended up dozing off for like an hour somewhere over Eastern Europe, and woke up with my neck at an angle that would give a chiropractor nightmares. The ex slept all the way until we were over the channel and spent most of our wait in line through passport control complaining about how she can’t sleep on planes and after we’d landed spent the whole tube ride complaining about being tired.
I’ve never flown first class or business, so I assume that would help. I couldn’t imagine sleeping on a domestic flight. You’re barely in the air long enough to flick through the dog-eared in flight magazine before you’re landing.
The absolute worst feeling is when you are in a long haul and you eventually fall asleep. Wake up and quickly check the flight map and it turns out you were only asleep for Max 1 hour and you still have hours till you land
My wife has restless legs, so once we were on a flight back from Spain and every time she almost nodded off, her legs would spasm and jolt her awake.
She took some sleeping pills to help, and a few hours later when the first pills weren’t working she took some more.
Problem was by that stage we were only about 90mins from starting our descent.
The pills kicked in, and as the cabin crew start preparing for landing, I’m trying to get her awake with very little success.
I ended up with all the carry-on, and walking her down the air bridge Weekend At Bernie’s-style.