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It's very hard to drown wearing a life jacket especially when you're a swimmer and been around the water your entire life. Stressed after a plane crash, fine initially, but everyone is fine and you're within sight of the shore and a plane has spotted you almost immediately. No, there's nothing to stress about. Everyone is buddied up and after the first few minutes you're all breathing sighs of relief and laughing about it. Yes, I said it, laughing about it. Note to self, never buddy up with Yamamoto. Who lets go of someone's hand and doesn't swim to grab it again? Who doesn't alert the others that something might be wrong so they can help? From the start, this didn't make sense. This plane was the last one out that day but why did the airport personnel lock up and go home early? Sure, the small plane didn't need airport employees but the passengers would need somewhere to congregate, grab a snack from the vending machine, use the restroom and have the business radio answered until official closing time. The airport site specifically states people enjoy coming out just to watch planes so why was there no one there to wave at them on take off? Where were the people who drove the passengers to the airport? One would think that Fuddy, the island's Honorary Mayor, would have at least the pastor, or whomever drove them, care enough to see her off safely. But, no, somehow every passenger was dumped at a deserted airport so there were no witnesses. Notice, too, how fast Gov. "I was there" Pot Head shut up about the BC question he promised to solve.