I can immediately see that most here are not old enough to have traveled frequently in their youth aboard 'Hounds/Trail-a-ways or school trips by bus (nor aboard "basic class" bus in furrin lands, the old 3C railcoaches of sunny Italia, the Cold War era train to Berlin, or any of the long distance flights operated by MATs or individual US military services).
You can't begin to appreciate real "obnoxity' until you've experienced it.
Always remember the maxim: "This too shall end!" You ain't married to'em and are unlikely to ever be. Simply accept the fact that now and again, the luck of the draw is not yours today, and become an acute observer of the human condition, able later in life to recall the humor of it all and to recount that which seemed so ghastly at the time.
After all, as bad as it may be, it doesn't match Steerage on the MAYFLOWER....