..when I lived in New Orleans..I had to fly back and forth to Chicago every two weeks,,and I'd fly this airline...called peidmont(sp?)
some of the planes were so old ..and small..that you could watch the seams on the planes breath...chuckle..and the landings ..were fast down ..hard down..and boom stopped...it was better then any amusement park ride I had ever ridden...my ears would go into spasms...
....one time we got caught in a storm..and you could hear the pilot yelling at the control tower guys.."you wanna fly this &*&&#$^%& plane..then get me down...now!!! it's a mess uo here...I'm coming in..I don't care what the*^$#@#%^ you say"...there were only about 10 of us on the plane..and we all just looked at each other..and I started laughing ..so everyone did..an the pilot yelled for us to shut the *678687 up...what a hoot...ce

I've been flying since I was months old, and alone since i was a kid... it's the problem with having family on two different countries!



- Cristina (& Leeloo)
"the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."

I can't WAIT to get on a plane for Vegas! If I could just find an accomodating flight!



Gary, I'm planning on taking a red-eye on Thursday 10/9. My goal is to leave either around midnight or after... it's a 7 hour flight back, getting me into Hartford CT (with time zone shifts!) at 10am. So that's what a red-eye does - get onboard one date, get off another. Don't know why it's called a "red-eye" though. That's not terribly appealing, is it?

Julia

didn't get any last night and therefore isn't concentrating on his job. There should be a law forbidding pilot's wives from ever getting headaches.

Gary, I know nothing about flying as I have never flown nor do I plan too, unless I am passed out and don't know it. I have a bad aversion to high places.

although I end up flying quite a bit since all my family and friends are pretty far... red eye flight is usually an overnighter or during the night (and usually cheaper, airports less crowded, etc...), I'm not sure what the other terms mean, all promotional stuff I'm guessing.

If i had the time and $ I would rent an RV, load up Leeloo, stop at Popeye's and head to LA to pick you and Boo and Clovis up and then VEGAS BABY!

- Cristina (& Leeloo)
"the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."

...it's the color of the pilot's eyes after 6 martini's!!! C'mon Gar... you gotta come!! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE...???!!!???

tho they probably should. Here's a true story that may scare the heck out of people. When I first started practicing law, I worked for a firm that did maritime cases. A lot of them involved injuries on the offshore oil rigs, which meant the firm lawyer assigned to the case had to fly out to the rig to examine the accident site and take statements from witnesses. One of my friends was assigned to one of those cases, so he drove out to the tip of Louisians to catch a helicopter flight. As he sat in the chopper, the engine made a bunch of strange sounds as the pilot tried to get it going. They finally just decided to change choppers. My friend later found out that the reason it would not start up is that it had been fueld up by a tanker truck whose previous load was molasses, and the tank was not cleaned between loads. Can you imagine if it had taken off and the trouble devloped out over the Gulf? Flying on jet fuel and molasses!!

When I was in the military, we had to fly on Piedmont when I was stationed in North Carolina. Not a fun time, lol. We were convinced they used a sling shot for takeoff.

Red Eye flights are flights that fly usually after midnight and arrive at the destination the next morning.
Promotional fairs mean specials that the airlines put out - fun fares are pretty much the same thing.

Get your butt on that plane and get out there... Are you really bringing boo and clovis ??
Cant wait to see ya!
I'll buy you a drink

yard planters in homes all over the south...grin...
okay chum on Gary...we'd do it for. you...and you can ly on a real plane...not one of those little tin piedmonts...why you can even flirt with the hostesses...and have them SERVE you...chug some drinks..and we will come get you, barf bag in hand..and get you to your cot in the hallway right next to webbie...chum..on ..how often can any of us meet and get a hug from an attorney who isn't picking our pocket...just kidding folks ...egads I hate it when someone types things like that using my fingers...grin...chum on Gary...pleeeeeaasssseeee...ce

After that story, I don't think we could cram Gary on a plane. Well, at least we will know he isn't going for the tour of the Grand Canyon in a helicopter while he is here....lol