Bumpy Ride

Tired, sore and hungry my family and I made our way through the airport. We found a Chili’s to eat at and with full tummys and renewed strength we made our way to gate A18. We only waited for a short time before boarding began and we all lined up like cattle to the slaughter. We found our seats and patiently sat, waiting to take off. A voice cracked over the cabin speaker system explaining safety and other instructions. I wish I could’ve recorded it b/c he was very comical and full of zest. My sister and I were lucky enough to not have anyone sit next to us so we had an extra seat in the middle of us to stretch out and relax.
We were airborne for about 30 minutes when the flight attendants began making their way through the cabin with the drink cart handing out big bags of peanuts and pop. My sister ordered a club soda and I settled on orange juice. They were generous as I received a whole can of OJ instead of just a tiny little cup. With my drink in hand I settled into my seat and opened up my book. No sooner had I read one page when the familiar “bing” of the fasten seatbelt light came on. About 5 seconds later the whole plane shook violently, I caught my drink before it fell over but my sister wasn’t so lucky as half her club soda schlopped on the floor.

“Flight attendants, take your seats” cracked the voice over the loudspeaker.

With that command the attendants ran their drink cart to the back of the plane and disappeared out of sight. Immediately after the captain’s command to the attendants the airplane shook and trembled with such force it got everyone’s attention. After a few violent shakes the airplane took a nose dive and every passenger that had just received a drink was doing his best to keep the fluid inside the cup and his stomach out of his chest. The plane went up and rattled and shook and then it went down, and up…etc. Just like a roller coaster. Each time it went down people would raise their drinks in the air not unlike being on a roller coaster, except this one was at 30,000 feet and we didn’t know when the ride was going to be over. My sister kept saying ‘woah’ not like Joey on the tv show Blossom but more of an elongated statement “WOOOOOAH~!” The lady behind me was officially freaking out as she kept saying, “oh my God, oh my God” she was not loving it. I found myself laughing. It was scary to be sure but I realized what little control we have when we’re flying. We all literally put our lives in the pilot’s hands. I figured all we could do was enjoy the ride and if we crash, we crash…it’ll be over so quick we would hardly have to worry. After a few minutes of craziness I looked over at my sister and she was looking a bit pale and I’m pretty sure I saw her praying.

The plane finally smoothed out but most people remained a bit tense for the rest of the flight. The attendants broke the silence by apologizing for the severe turbulence and for the fact that per the captain’s request they were to remain seated for the rest of the flight. We eventually touched down in PDX on time and in one piece, my sister was giving thanks to the powers above. Even though it was sorta fun and exciting I’m thankful to be alive as well.


  1. Stout said,

    November 12, 2007 @ 10:09 pm

    geez, that’s crazy and crazy you’re laughing, i have a very good image of my head of your sister pale and praying and you wildly laughing…funny you.

  2. Stout said,

    November 12, 2007 @ 10:10 pm

    ps. glad you guys made it home :)

  3. Pamela said,

    November 13, 2007 @ 9:05 am

    It took about 10 years off my life just reading this post. I am a nervous flier and cope with fistfulls of dramamine and herbal sedatives and often an adult beverage but not more than one because I don’t like to use the bathroom on an airplane. Glad you enjoyed it.

  4. momma said,

    November 13, 2007 @ 3:19 pm

    What a ride!!!

  5. mego said,

    November 14, 2007 @ 7:15 am

    it’s amazing how fast you can see your life flash before your eyes and make peace with yourself. what can i say- i’m a chicken!

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