Ode to air travel

After the Germanwings plane crash last week, a lot of people are on edge when they are flying. It’s been three major plane crashes in about one year’s time, and as someone who flies pretty frequently, even I feel a bit weird thinking about all these things happening. Rationally, I know the probability is so low, but none of us are fortune tellers, and none of us can see into the future. Sometimes, uncertainty can be scary.

So it really did not help when on my connecting flight to Charlotte en route to Fort Lauderdale today for work, after our plane is in the air, suddenly someone starts screaming, and another person starts repeatedly yelling, “Help! Help! Help!” This is all happening in the back of the plane, and I’m closer to the front and can see nothing. Everyone is turning around to see what is going on, and people immediately are reacting. It’s like mass hysteria on the airplane. The guy next to me is pounding his head. It looks like the other guy next to me is praying. We finally realize what all the commotion is about — someone passed out in the back of the plane. The flight attendants reacted quite quickly, got him oxygen, and he was fine in the end. They had EMT waiting for him when we landed in Charlotte. Everything ended up being fine.

Well, that was a lot of drama for my morning. I didn’t really know how to react or what to think, so I just sat there and waited for this hysteria to pass. I don’t even know what I’d do in a real emergency on an airplane… since once you are on an airborne plane, there’s really nowhere else to go, right?

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