Traveling jet lag
Traveling jet lag
Work has me in new jersey for training. 7 hour flight through a tornado, worst turbulance ever!! Some people were screaming and crying. Followed by a two hour drive. Jet lagged to the max with 2 hours of sleep, just finished 12 hours of straight training with tom being the same. Im beat!
Anthony
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if everyday was a good day there would be alot more fisherman.
RE:Traveling jet lag
The scare on the plane would have been enough for me. I wpould have been one of the ones crying. I`m deathly afraid of flying and heights.
RE:Traveling jet lag
I think planes are way safer than cars, but I am also scared of heights. Especially when you look down on clouds lol.
Anthony
http://static.photobucket.com/player.sw" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false; ... EO0054.mp4
if everyday was a good day there would be alot more fisherman.
http://static.photobucket.com/player.sw" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false; ... EO0054.mp4
if everyday was a good day there would be alot more fisherman.
RE:Traveling jet lag
I think it scares me because I`m not in control and have no idea what`s going on. I don`t mind so much when your in the air it`s the take offs and landings. A few years back I did start crying. Had two rows of college girls in front of me.
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RE:Traveling jet lag
I've flown all my life and it doesn't bother me. The only time that rattled my nerves was flying back from Guam in November of 1974. We left Guam, had a stop in Okinawa and Anchorage and flew into Travis.
When coming into Anchorage at 12:00 midnight, everything appeared to be normal. We descended at a normal rate, flaps and gear went down and the landing lights were on. It was snowing moderately, but not a total white out. The entire plane was filled with G.I.'s going back to the states. Everyone was excited about finally being back in the U.S. and there was a lots of laughter and excitement as we were on final approach to land in Anchorage. So we thought. Then suddenly the pilot took the throttle levers to full throttle, raised the gear and flaps and started a sharp right upward turn. It was at that point all conversation on the plane abruptly stopped and everyone knew something was really wrong. I had a window seat and looked out the right side window. I looked down and about 50 feet below us there were snow covered trees!!!![[scared]](./images/smilies/msp_scared.gif "Scared")
Talk about 300 petrified G.I.'s. I kept watching the tree tops praying that they don't get any closer. They gradually appeared to be farther down and then I saw no more trees. The pilot eased back on the throttles and leveled out the plane and on the second approach landed safely. No one said a word until the engines shut down when we were parked. Then one guy shouted out "&%#*!, that was a wild ride!!" Apparently we were about to land in the middle of a mountain!
Jet lag is not fun. Throws your whole system off. Especially when you go over seas. We went to New Zealand a few years back. Left Spokane in the early morning, 2 hr. layover in Seattle, arrived in L.A. mid afternoon, boarded Quantas at about 8 p.m. and 12 hours to Aukland, another 2 hr. layover before boarding a one hour flight to Wellington. At that time (NZ time), it was 2:00 in the afternoon and I got about 2 hours of sleep on the plane over. I was literally numb by the time the kids wanted to go to bed shortly after midnight. Oh, then your body tells you it is 5:00 in the morning (Pacific Time) YESTERDAY!!!#-o
When coming into Anchorage at 12:00 midnight, everything appeared to be normal. We descended at a normal rate, flaps and gear went down and the landing lights were on. It was snowing moderately, but not a total white out. The entire plane was filled with G.I.'s going back to the states. Everyone was excited about finally being back in the U.S. and there was a lots of laughter and excitement as we were on final approach to land in Anchorage. So we thought. Then suddenly the pilot took the throttle levers to full throttle, raised the gear and flaps and started a sharp right upward turn. It was at that point all conversation on the plane abruptly stopped and everyone knew something was really wrong. I had a window seat and looked out the right side window. I looked down and about 50 feet below us there were snow covered trees!!!
Talk about 300 petrified G.I.'s. I kept watching the tree tops praying that they don't get any closer. They gradually appeared to be farther down and then I saw no more trees. The pilot eased back on the throttles and leveled out the plane and on the second approach landed safely. No one said a word until the engines shut down when we were parked. Then one guy shouted out "&%#*!, that was a wild ride!!" Apparently we were about to land in the middle of a mountain!Jet lag is not fun. Throws your whole system off. Especially when you go over seas. We went to New Zealand a few years back. Left Spokane in the early morning, 2 hr. layover in Seattle, arrived in L.A. mid afternoon, boarded Quantas at about 8 p.m. and 12 hours to Aukland, another 2 hr. layover before boarding a one hour flight to Wellington. At that time (NZ time), it was 2:00 in the afternoon and I got about 2 hours of sleep on the plane over. I was literally numb by the time the kids wanted to go to bed shortly after midnight. Oh, then your body tells you it is 5:00 in the morning (Pacific Time) YESTERDAY!!!#-o
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