Monday, May 18, 2009


The Boeing 747-8

Having a background in science, flying doesn't bother me. I don't mind takeoffs, I don't mind landings, I don't even mind turbulence. I understand it happens regularly and is nothing to worry about.

Despite that, there are still times when it can be unnerving. When the plane drops so sharply that you actually feel your butt leave the seat it's easy to think, "When was the last time I spoke to my bishop and repented?" Having a window seat can only exacerbate this as thoughts like "Is the wing supposed to be bending like that?" and "That's a funny angle for the ground to be at..." don't instill confidence that a 490 ton hunk of metal can in fact glide safely 6 miles up. Turns out a little math and some Greek symbols on a napkin "proving" you're safe doesn't always trump natural survival instincts; I do get a little scared on flights sometimes.

Despite these thoughts and experiences while on my last flight, we landed safely and no one was hurt. So it goes.

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