The worst weather I ever flew in was a flight out of Amarillo in the dark in the middle of an ice storm in a tiny little commuter prop-job.
I lay across the back bench and moaned* as quietly as possible all the way to Dallas.
Everyone, stay safe.
*I should clarify this. I wasn't scared so much of the weather as throwing up. I'm banned from LAX for life for too many childhood incidents (when flying home from Amarillo).
Last edited by SadieKate; 01-26-2010 at 08:12 AM.
Frends know gud humors when dey is hear it. ~ Da Crockydiles of ZZE.