I was waiting for the right time to share this...
I was on a DH in the back of a cramped
Mesa ERJ and got stuck next to this family of about 6 people who were
not from the good ole US of A. As I boarded, the further back I got, the more I noticed it. At first I thought it was the lav. As I moved back to my seat in the last row, the smell got worse. I figured the lav needed service, but as I sat down, the smell intensified, as I was now at a lower "altitude" sitting down. I then noticed the strange looking family from anotha country, and they were speaking a language I had never heard before. (Living in South Florida I had heard many languages) As best as I could tell, they were from a Eastern European/former Soviet country. Anyway... The smell was bad, kind of a cross between BO from a drunken, homeless ex-carnival worker, and a bowel movement from the Hippo I saw last summer at the wildlife park in Homosassa Springs, FL. Sure enough after about 45 minutes in flight, one of the men in the family stood up, and well...I saw the source of the smell. The FA I was DH with saw it too, she got up and went into the lav. Prolly smelled better in there. It'll take a while to get that one out of my mind.
<---- me holding my breath!