If you have ever had to fly to Wichita Falls, Texas, you would have to fly in one of these tiny things. I'm not a regular flier, so I was scared out of my wits fearing that the wind would blow hard enough to knock us into the ground. Of course, I asked for a window seat when I bought my ticket... It turns out that all the seats were window seats and I just happened to get the seat that sat right next to the propeller blades. It had a cut out for a window, but there was no window. It was just a blank spot to rest your head on if you want to get a headache from the vibrations of the plane. I guess it was a good thing that there was no window, because if I had one and if for some chance a bird got smacked into it, I would pee my pants.
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