So, while sitting on the airplane at Dulles, after meeting Yvette's wonderful parents this last weekend, we are awaiting news of impending departure. Expecting to take off within moments, we are told that there is something wrong with one of the wings and repairs will soon be under way.
Unsure of the time the repairs will take, the pilot tells us that word is that it could take anywhere between a half hour to an hour and a half ... or if for some reason the wing could not be repaired, we would all be given overnight vouchers for hotels and rescheduled for a flight the next day.
After about an hour, the pilot announces that we are just waiting for the epoxy on the wing to dry. "Epoxy?" My mind did not get the joke ... and I start to become concerned about flying in an aircraft which is relying on glue to hold things together. I felt fear ... instead of the usual anticipation of the lift off to which I usually look forward.
My usual concern is that I might forget, and sing out loud the words that ordinarily fill my mind at that time. "Up in the air, Junior Birdmen. Up in the air upside down!"
Of course, after being reasured that the wing is really held together by nuts and bolts and not epoxy, I had to quietly sing the words because the feeling of being on a plane as it first takes to the air, is still really amazing.
As you all must have surmised by now, we made it.
Posted by Judi at May 29, 2006 11:34 PM | TrackBack