http://www.salon.com/technology/ask_the_pilot/?story=/tech/col/smith/2011/02/21/worst_flight_ever October 1988, on the Wednesday before Halloween. That was the date of worst flight I was ever on. Define "worst." Well, it was a Northwest flight -- an overbooked DC-10 going from Boston to Copenhagen. We had center seats in a five-abreast middle block, in the aft economy cabin, smack in the middle of the smoking section. And the Danes, you see, have this thing when it comes to smoking: They do it constantly and they can't stop. An eight-hour red-eye, in a middle seat, shoehorned into a mob of chattering, chain-smoking Danes. Try to imagine it.