I’ve been spending a lot of time on planes lately. And I hate it. All of it.
- Being crammed next to complete strangers.
- Losing all feeling in my butt.
- Standing in all of the lines. That’s all airports are. Lots and lots of lines.
- Paying an arm and a leg for a pack of gum.
- Imagining monsters on the wing of the plane….
As if that’s not bad enough…there’s also that whole plane crashing thing.
Sometimes I fly into Reagan National Airport. And I recently read this:
Pilots flying into Reagan National Airport have to dodge several no-fly zones located over our nation’s capital just to land. Most of central Washington is prohibited airspace up to 18,000 feet, so pilots are forced to follow the Potomac River in the “River Visual” approach, according to the FAA. While following the Potomac River pilots have to perform a 30- to 40-degree turn while close to the river to line up with the runway. This maneuver is what has caused some to place the airport on their scariest airports lists.
finished my cupcake answered Kiefer’s proposal, we stopped by a park near Reagan where we watched the planes land. It was scary stuff.
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