one more thing…
Okay, I’m going to bed because I have to be up at 3:30 am…. and it’s midnight here (I think) … but I just have to tell you … for about 3 minutes today I thought for sure that I was going to die. The airplane, when it comes into Tegucigalpa, makes a wide sweeping left hand turn. Then another. We continue to get lower. We make another turn, and I’m slightly alarmed to look out my window and see trees — higher than our wing! — about 100 yards off the tip of the wing. (If we hadn’t turned where we did, then in about 10 seconds or less we would’ve slammed into that mountain.) We turn again. I look over, and see Chris gasp … he’s looking out the window at POWER LINES about the height of the airplane, just outside of his wing. We’re so low, and still turning. I’m am CONVINCED that we lost an engine or something a few minutes ago, and the pilot is cruising between the local hills trying to find the flattest place to crash the friggin’ plane. There are houses, just outside and below the plane, and he’s still making turns here and there. I feel like we’re in a fighter plane “shooting” the canyons … except that’s totally wrong in a 727. Finally, one last turn and the plane’snose shoots up, and we slam into runway. Rob “crossed” himself, and I breathed a huge sigh of relief … this is one crazy airport to come into!!
So how was the takeoff? Sounds like the flight to Hilo Hawaii from Kona… ask Chris if he’s done that one yet? And since when has Rob been a Catholic?
hahahah … no, Rob isn’t Catholic, but when you’re ready to die, all gods look good. We haven’t taken off yet, but it looks to be better … I’ll tell you Friday. See ya!!
I’m looking forward to that ride….Caito