For the first time in I can't remember when, I have nothing to complain about regarding the airline. The connections were good, and on time. However, all the way from SEA to DFW there was a guy two rows back that was hacking up a lung all the way down. I don't mean the occasional wheeze; I mean I was afraid that there were going to be chunks on the back of my shirt. The guy was like clockwork. Literally; I timed him. Every 1:30 to 1:45 minutes he would have a spell. I think it may have been some form of bio-tourettes syndrome. Geez I love flying.
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