Fun with Planes
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Yesterday, we went to the wedding of some friends who are so close that they are also family. It was a beautiful wedding. Everyone cried, the wedding-party was eye-poppingly gorgeous (instead of the usual "ick, I have to wear *this*??"-style bridal party wear), and one of the flower girls decided to be my permanent dance partner at the reception. This was helpful, since I love to dance and
papertigers won't dance in public. We helped out by bringing wedding-gifts back to the home of the bride and groom, and were pretty thoroughly exhausted after that. My theory is that the heat did us in. Even with the air conditioning, the reception hall was hot enough to make dancing a pretty sweaty endeavor. And the ceremony itself was outdoors.
Anyhow. I have been asked to tell why I will not go see Snakes on a Plane. I have serious airplane anxiety due to having survived a crash at age 12. I have a feeling that I'd do better on planes now if I had had an opportunity to fly right after the crash. I didn't, though, and it was a couple of years before I did. I know the common questions most people ask, so I'm going to try to answer them here.
1) Where was this?
We were coming home from a weekend on Catalina Island and landed about 100 yards offshore near Point Vicente in Palos Verdes (all of this is California geography).
2) Did the slides inflate?
The plane was a 1957 single-engine four-seater airplane. When we landed, I was waist-deep in water. There were no slides. This answers several other questions as well, such as "Was anyone hurt?" and "How many people were on the plane?" I was the worst hurt, with a hairline nose fracture and a cut over one eye, and the plane (obviously) contained me, my parents, and a pilot - no one else.
3) Why did the plane crash?
Hell if I know. I was 12. As far as I'm concerned, the plane was flying, then it was falling, and then I was in the water.
4) What happened then?
We swam to a nearby whale-watching boat, where we were picked up by the Coast Guard. They took us to their station, and an ambulance got us there. The water was much colder than it felt to us (it was January), so we had to be wrapped in warm blankets at the emergency room. I got x-rayed and stitched. My parents' best friends (who I call my "other parents") brought us new clothes, took us to their house so that we could get ice packs for my nose, and then took us home. We ordered pizza because no one felt like cooking.
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Anyhow. I have been asked to tell why I will not go see Snakes on a Plane. I have serious airplane anxiety due to having survived a crash at age 12. I have a feeling that I'd do better on planes now if I had had an opportunity to fly right after the crash. I didn't, though, and it was a couple of years before I did. I know the common questions most people ask, so I'm going to try to answer them here.
1) Where was this?
We were coming home from a weekend on Catalina Island and landed about 100 yards offshore near Point Vicente in Palos Verdes (all of this is California geography).
2) Did the slides inflate?
The plane was a 1957 single-engine four-seater airplane. When we landed, I was waist-deep in water. There were no slides. This answers several other questions as well, such as "Was anyone hurt?" and "How many people were on the plane?" I was the worst hurt, with a hairline nose fracture and a cut over one eye, and the plane (obviously) contained me, my parents, and a pilot - no one else.
3) Why did the plane crash?
Hell if I know. I was 12. As far as I'm concerned, the plane was flying, then it was falling, and then I was in the water.
4) What happened then?
We swam to a nearby whale-watching boat, where we were picked up by the Coast Guard. They took us to their station, and an ambulance got us there. The water was much colder than it felt to us (it was January), so we had to be wrapped in warm blankets at the emergency room. I got x-rayed and stitched. My parents' best friends (who I call my "other parents") brought us new clothes, took us to their house so that we could get ice packs for my nose, and then took us home. We ordered pizza because no one felt like cooking.
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Date: 2006-08-20 11:07 pm (UTC)Although I don't think you need any such strongly voiced reason NOT to want to see SoaP :)
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Date: 2006-08-21 05:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-21 03:21 pm (UTC)seriously, there are instances when i don't feel too self-conscious to dance, but they're rare. and at this point, it's generally too physically uncomfortable or downright painful.
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Date: 2006-08-22 05:02 pm (UTC)