I love those little inflatable neck pillows for plane rides. They're awesome.
You know the ones I mean. They look awful. Nothing stupider-looking than a grown man, just interrupted from sleep, standing up to let someone out of his aisle, and he's wearing an inflatable pillow around his neck.
Okay, there is one thing stupider-looking. That would be me, on the way home from Kuwait, with a blue inflatable pillow that kept deflating. Once an hour, it would squish down to the point where I'd wake up, and I'd blow it up again and go back to sleep.
I threw that one away and used a different one last night on the flight to Barcelona.
So WHY am I so fond of these pillows?
Your mouth stays shut and your neck doesn't flop over.
But I am careful to take mine off when I stand up.