Our flight of fright

by CRAFTY KEN   Dec 9, 2018


Our flight of fright

It began as a non-event flight from* Southwest’s Florida’s main Airport, when the thump of the wheels going up was heard, we gave it no thought.
Landing at Dallas, Texas, the place is like a Palace, you can eat, drink, all it takes is money, honey. After a short wait at the Gate, we boarded for our journey to San Diego, California, not late, on time, feeing fine.

Ignoring the Pilot’s standard monotone greeting, I entertained some thoughts of eating, instead, I grabbed a Mag and read. A tone sounded as we began our approach to San Diego’s Lindbergh AirPort.

Much chatter broke out, kids screaming, lines to toilet teaming. I turned my eyes upon the monitor screen which showed the plane icon, with the specs that I focused on.
We were descending from 1000 feet at a speed of only 250 mph, I became very nervous, it was foggy, then I saw that we were flying low between the buildings, my fear made me groggy.

Suddenly, the engines go full throttle, a mother drops her baby’s bottle, we are going straight up, total silence fills the cabin, I prayed; dear God, please bring us home safely to another day to see.

God answered my prayer, the Pilot took the plane over the Pacific, to make his new approach to the coast. Fog was gone, seeing the waves below gave me a great calm, my mind and beating heart once again said; hello!
Of all the past flights we had taken, this scary one sure takes home the bacon.

*A true story, I think the Pilot received a Flight Tower warning, his efforts were commendable, and, he saved our lives.

Author Ken
December 9, 2018

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