No low altitude stuff for me. I once took a puddle-jumper flight from (e.g.) Roast Rump, Arkansas to Buttsquat, Alabama, and it was my only occasion of airsickness. Not exactly like being in a cocktail mixer, but...
I actually won a free flying lesson at a fair once. I was 8. I did actually do it. The pilot was very nice and wisely kept control but I learned a lot. Not enough to be the pilot is dead person but enough to realize it is a very precarious form of travel
Seriously can we give up a few seats to create a decent throne room already? Ugh the 1950s airline commercials feel like an alternative world
I remember in the 70s we had full meal service with tasty entrees.
Now they charge you for peanuts. Maybe it is time to review those hot air balloon options again
No low altitude stuff for me. I once took a puddle-jumper flight from (e.g.) Roast Rump, Arkansas to Buttsquat, Alabama, and it was my only occasion of airsickness. Not exactly like being in a cocktail mixer, but...
I actually won a free flying lesson at a fair once. I was 8. I did actually do it. The pilot was very nice and wisely kept control but I learned a lot. Not enough to be the pilot is dead person but enough to realize it is a very precarious form of travel