We have a new travel agency that we're using and they booked me on a teeny-tiny baby jet for my ride home. 90 minutes on a swirling, rising, dropping, teacup ride from hell. I'm still nauseaus.
But I'm home.
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Slashdot It!Could this be a sign of the economy? Smaller planes -- less travelers?
I've flown those a few times on business. I know what you mean.
YUCK!!
Damn. I hope that wasn't my company.
But if it was I have an excuse! Travel policies are made by the client; we just enforce them. :-P
You probably just hit a bad day, don't give up on the little birds just from one flight. You probably would have been bumped around in the big ones too.
Congratulations on making it back in one unsoiled piece. (Those planes are the worst.)
Sounds like my idea of hell right there. Glad you're back on earth safely! :-)
what,you think we have big old jet airplanes down here in tennessee? why, we just barely got cable tv.
Oh, I hate those things! Back in my road warrior days, I had to fly in a 40-seater twice a week. It was like riding a kite. Jeezus.
When the stewardess asks you to move to another seat, so she can "distribute the weight more evenly", you know you're in trouble.
Damn, Helen beat me to the LL joke. Oh, well. Glad you're home safe and sound.
I heard Lyle Lovett was worshipped by a fan this past week. A fan who dropped to their knees and squealed like a girl.
That wouldn't happen to be you, would it?
Those are the only sorts of planes that fly out of the local airports around here. It's one of those things that you only do if you *have* to ... otherwise most people take the 4-5 hour trip to Minneapolis just because car sickness is so much easier to deal with than worrying you're about to crash into those tree tops that seem to be getting closer and cloer.
Ack!
Glad you're home though. :)
