When Will I Learn?
During my "blog holiday", I took a ride in a puddle-jumper of an airplane. I'm not fond of flying, and in this age of terrorism I am truly fearful. However, I do find myself aboard a plane now and then. And this was one of those times.
Because of the size of our aircraft, I sat alone on my side of the "aisle", as did every other passenger. The debatable advantage of having only room for 12 passengers is that there is no cockpit door, and you can watch the pilot and copilot operate the controls. Furthermore, also due the the size of the aircraft, you can actually watch the world below as you pass overhead.
Unfortunately, you can also see obstructions to a smooth flight out of the cockpit window. Our pilot seemed to be enjoying the view "down there" a bit too much, since he could not avoid clipping the red water tower on our left when it loomed in sight. Actually, he barely touched it. Doesn't matter. We were in trouble nevertheless.
People never really know what they will do in a crisis until visited by one. I was very surprised to not really feel the great crushing fear I expected. I thought, "Well, it finally happened. You're in an airplane that is going to crash, and you can't do a damned thing about it."
(To be continued....)
Posted at Wednesday, May 16, 2007 by
Sebago_Lady
