Airborne Sardine
Somewhere over North Carolina
My one word review of the Boeing 777-400: tight. In economy class, the center sections seats five (we're on the right side). Every seat (17" wide) has an LCD built into the back of the headrest. You can use the Compass screen to see where the plane is headed, its altitude and so on plus commercials (captive audience and so forth).
There are eight movie channels and twelve radio channels. They all suck for two reasons. First American pop culture has marketed itself into tapioca and we're sitting just behind the wing, so the engine roar is hhhhhhhorrible. (Note to self: buy noise canceling headphones or a knitting needle to poke your eardrums out.)

Because we're in the first row for this section, the display and table fold out from under the seat. The table bites, worthless for laptops. Back to the lap for the laptop.

Under the remote control/ inflight phone is a jack. Unfortunately, idiot me packed everything except an ethernet cable, so I don't know if it does anything. (Inflight Internet access in coach!?)

At least the empower jack works.