When were you last really scared?We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Terror at 14,000 feetFlying. It fucking terrifies me, and has done in the past on numerous occaisons;
- Flying to Prague, plane lists severely upwards then drops what felt like 50 foot while the engines scream. Entire plane screams in unison.
- Same flight : look out of window to see a similar plane barrel past at a rapid rate of knots some 50 - 100m away. I am John's rapidly vacating bowels.
- Flight from Ireland on Ryanair: look out to the starboard engine to see what looks like oil *pissing* out of the manifold. Drink myself into a stupor to block out fear of imminent death.
- Flight to Ireland in Cessna: For those of you who are unfamiliar with these, they're like a Skoda with wings. Nosedive into Paisley from ascent (something to do with revs, who knows), leaving me staring blankly at the rapidly approaching ground and wishing I'd done more with my time
- Flight to Orkney Islands : During utterly horrendous weather, I may add - plane was being shaken like a Salvation Army collection tin, up, down, left, right, forward, back, diagonal. That's just take off. Landing comes round "Hello, this is your captain speaking, ground conditions are fairly rough, wind speeds are up to 30-40 knots with gusts up to 70, which takes us outside the operational parameters of this aircraft for landing but we'll have a go anyway"
(, Tue 27 Feb 2007, 9:08, Reply)
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