greenblood
New Fish
Portland to Amsterdam 4989 miles
Your longest plane ride ever (travel dick measuring thread)?
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1to392831weretaken
New Fish
My hometown. You probably flew right over my house.
You guys are fags.
did you do the night landings outside Coupeville on the 'carrier' - supposedly that place is laid out for aircraft carrier practice.
I have sat there and watched them coming in doing touch and gos - kind of neat.
Longest flight - since I am not a good flyer I refrain from flying - but from Denver to Seattle for number 2's mom's funeral, sat next to a guy that was some hick from western Nebraska. First time flying. He would not shut up, when food and drinks came I hid in a magazine. He ate most of my dinner, asking every time "Are you going to eat that?". Then when I go to finish my drink it is gone - he says "I thought you were done I gave it to the stewardess." Flight attendants had replaced stewardess years earlier.
that is all
Portland to LAX to Sydney. Long day, but the landing in Sydney was a shit show.
Almost the entire flight was at night, so we couldn't really see anything, but about 2 hours out of Sydney it became pretty apparent from the rain hitting the window of the plane and the way we were bouncing around that the weather was ... not good.
About an hour out of Sydney, we were strapped in and it felt like we were inside of a clothes dryer.
I was flying with a bunch of guys I played basketball with (former Husky Todd Bridge was on the team) and we had the last 3 rows of the plane all to ourselves. From my seat, I could overhear the flight attendants in the galley behind me say something to the effect of, "they have to let us land, we don't have any fuel to go anywhere else". No. Shit.
On our descent, the wind was so violent that my stomach remained in my throat for long periods of time. When we broke through the clouds we were nearly on the runway and through the dim light of sunrise it was pretty clear that we were in the midst of something that I assumed was a monsoon.
We hit the runway and the plane began fish-tailing. 7 distinct swerves (the sound of screeching tires included), right, left, right, left, right, left, right. Overhead bins all opened and spilled their contents into the aisles. 1 of the drink carts from the galley broke lose and shot down one aisle before hitting debris from the overhead bins. All of this was accentuated by screams from several passengers.
Absolutely terrifying. TERRIFYING.
We found out as we disembarked that all air traffic had been grounded because of the storm. However, we were running on empty and landing in that storm was our only option. Most physically and emotionally draining 17 hours of my life.
My butt puckers with memories of that experience every time I fly.
Here's the details of the storm, if anyone cares: http://www.extremestorms.com.au/major-flooding-5th-august-1986-sydney/
CSB.
Almost the entire flight was at night, so we couldn't really see anything, but about 2 hours out of Sydney it became pretty apparent from the rain hitting the window of the plane and the way we were bouncing around that the weather was ... not good.
About an hour out of Sydney, we were strapped in and it felt like we were inside of a clothes dryer.
I was flying with a bunch of guys I played basketball with (former Husky Todd Bridge was on the team) and we had the last 3 rows of the plane all to ourselves. From my seat, I could overhear the flight attendants in the galley behind me say something to the effect of, "they have to let us land, we don't have any fuel to go anywhere else". No. Shit.
On our descent, the wind was so violent that my stomach remained in my throat for long periods of time. When we broke through the clouds we were nearly on the runway and through the dim light of sunrise it was pretty clear that we were in the midst of something that I assumed was a monsoon.
We hit the runway and the plane began fish-tailing. 7 distinct swerves (the sound of screeching tires included), right, left, right, left, right, left, right. Overhead bins all opened and spilled their contents into the aisles. 1 of the drink carts from the galley broke lose and shot down one aisle before hitting debris from the overhead bins. All of this was accentuated by screams from several passengers.
Absolutely terrifying. TERRIFYING.
We found out as we disembarked that all air traffic had been grounded because of the storm. However, we were running on empty and landing in that storm was our only option. Most physically and emotionally draining 17 hours of my life.
My butt puckers with memories of that experience every time I fly.
Here's the details of the storm, if anyone cares: http://www.extremestorms.com.au/major-flooding-5th-august-1986-sydney/
CSB.
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spuden
New Fish
Longest one leg was Frankfurt to LAX. A little less than 12 hours.
Longest travel experience, flew overnight from Seattle to Frankfurt, picked up my car in parking lot, drive to Brussels airport (4 hours away) to pick up girlfriend, drive back home to Germany (2.5 hours back home). Fuck that was a long day.
Longest travel experience, flew overnight from Seattle to Frankfurt, picked up my car in parking lot, drive to Brussels airport (4 hours away) to pick up girlfriend, drive back home to Germany (2.5 hours back home). Fuck that was a long day.
Only queens listen to Brittany records. Come on man.
She sings?
Doog_de_Jour
New Fish
No, she doesn’t.*
*I love Brittney, so don’t twist, but she’s a performer, not a real singer.
Doog_de_Jour
New Fish
San Francisco to Tokyo (Haneda) 5,133 miles. I think that was 8 hours?
Doog_de_Jour
New Fish
I don’t think I’m allowed at De Gaulle anymore. The de_Jour sisters may or may not have set off a “minor” security incident in the main terminal.
Doog_de_Jour
New Fish
FRANNY!!!!!!1
Okay, you can't leave us hanging like that.
There's a great story there. Deserves own thread.
Doog_de_Jour
New Fish
One day. When you’re older.
It's just around the corner. I'll be older on Thanksgiving Day.
Doog_de_Jour
New Fish
I remember. You share the same birthday as Hardcore Husky.
Agreed. I’ve seen her sex tape.