I know I’ve waxed about how much I love the Flight 390 blog. It’s written by a commercial pilot who’s been at the helm of commercial aircraft for many many years. Often times, his co-pilots are half his age. His blog isn’t at all about the struggling airlines, the high prices or the horrific customer service that the U.S. airline passengers are dealing with. He’s a pilot and he writes about what actually happens in the cockpit of these amazing airplanes.Â
His latest post was about flying into Philadelphia right as the remnants of Hurricane Hanna were being delivered to Philadelphia. It is, perhaps, his best post ever – and he’s been blogging for a long, long time. I tell you what, flying and airplanes have always fascinated me and this guy just keeps fueling the flames for me. Makes me want to take flying lessons. Anyway, even if you’re not into this sort of thing, read the post. It’s captivating.
All it takes is six hours to be in another world! Took a JetBlue flight this morning to Long Beach, CA for work and I guess you can’t really comprehend the fires here until you fly over them. Smoke everywhere. Dust storms. Shit flying around. It looked like armegeddon! From the plane, it looks like huge mushrooms growing out of the ground. From the ground, all you can see around here is a brownish-reddish haze. The weather is clear, but there’s no sun. And outside smells like smoke and fire. Everywhere. Surreal.
The flight? Horrific. Probably the worst flight I’ve ever been on. The middle of the country is awash in rain right now and it provided for some roller coaster moments from hours 2-4 of the flight. Of course, with the Santa Ana winds swirling and the fires feeding it (and vice versa) here in Southern Cal, flying into Long Beach was rather nauseating. Some serious turbulence.
Sometimes I really do just take a huge sigh of relief and gratefulness when my feet hit that pavement.
Update: they’re actually putting up evacuees from San Diego and North Los Angeles here at the hotel. Problem is they’ve sold out all the rooms, so there’s people sleeping in the lobby, etc.