Heh... I just have to laugh at stories like this one. The last plane ride of my life was in February 2001. It was uneventful, but I will not be getting on a plane ever again. Whenever I flew the, “Is this the flight that goes down,” feeling that most people get and instantly dismiss always stayed with me until the wheels hit the runway. If you took a big revolver with 50,000 chambers and one bullet, and gave the cylinder a spin, I still wouldn’t put it to my head and pull the trigger.
No more planes for me.
Do you still drive?
I used to fly once to three times a week for business.
My last flight was February, 2002, I believe. The incompetence of the federal government and the airlines is beyond my tolerance for stupidity.