The flight from Athens to Heraklion, Crete was one of the most horrific experiences of my life. Well, just the landing was bad. There was a nasty thunderstorm over the island’s mountains and the airport is one the coast at the foot of the mountains. I normally handle a little turbulence just fine. This wasn’t just turbulence. We were either going to land or crash, I was sure of it. At first Alex was trying to talk me through it, pointing out all the Greek islands we could see, but when I saw that even he was acting nervous, I squeezed my eyes shut and put Hail Mary on repeat. We landed. Safely. And everyone applauded. Except me. I was still tightly clenching my puke bag and praying. I hate amusement park rides.
But let’s be honest. This is the real reason we went. And the real reason why they can charge 6 Euro to let people in.
It’s always windy when you forget a hair tie.
Janelle Vannice says
What a neat place! I understand what you mean about landing that way. I am a nervous flyer as it is… and Dan is ALWAYS laughing at me or rolling his eyes. We had a very rough landing in Dayton a few weeks ago, and I was PANICKING… and then I noticed that Dan didn't look too comfortable either, and I thought it was for sure the end. After we (barely) landed, he explained everything and how the pilot did something wrong (I have no idea what now), and the pilot didn't even come out of the cockpit to say goodbye to passengers. I guess I wouldn't have either at that point, haha.