Most days, Samantha Leighton knew she had the best job in the universe. Too bad this wasn't one of them. Because of post-Labor Day traffic, she barely made it to Kennedy in time for her flight to LAX, heightening her travel anxiety. She'd splurged on an upgrade -- rationalizing that it put her more in the mindset of the absurdly rich people she was going to interview -- only to find herself next to a monster whose nonstop snoring made her want to scream, despite her attempts to practice her newly learned, calming yogic breathing.
Samantha was a celebrity journalist. This meant that often, she got to travel to amazing...