For a few hours, they were at 24,000 feet. They get nervous at 70?
8trackdisco wrote:
My Dad had earmuffs on and eyes closed for the whole flight down. I was genuinely concerned about his well being, he would not interact with anyone until we landed. Then he said "that was the best flight I've ever had". I said yeah, I intentionally picked seats over the wing, put you in the aisle, and technology has improved since 1980.
The ride home he watched a movie on the iPad, and had a coffee. He had himself so psyched out. Got stranded in WA when Mt St Helen blew, and had an emergency landing on the way out west too. Plus has a crippling fear of heights. He won't go by windows of any building over 2 stories. He will drive 3 hours off route to avoid a tall bridge. He'd prefer a ferry to a bridge.
I'm afraid of heights for good reason, I've fallen through a barn ceiling, off a house roof 3x, and nearly off a 4th floor roof diving to grab my coworker who broke through a railing we ended up with one hand and a knee on the brick ledge, one hand on his tool belt and got pulled back up by the other laborers. I cant lean on a railing to this day but I can sit on a high balcony. Has to be a level sturdy surface. I hate airplanes because I don't like being around people, and not in control of the vehicle but it's a necessary evil.
My mom used to be a stewardess in the 70s, she don't care about the flight. Shes flow. twice since 1980, but not since 01 so the tsa BS was new. They both got hand searched on the ride home. My dad got a pat down in ohare, wife had to supervise a handcheck of her bag too. I got no hassle. I'm usually the one that gets pulled aside. She said they asked if she was with me and how we were related when they pulled her out of the line.
