Air fun..
A few years ago, I went to stay in Majorca with a friend's family. It was a great holiday, as the family pretty much left us alone to do what we wanted. Then, we got to the journey home.

We were due to fly out at Midday, so we had to be out of the hotel by about 9am. We got all out stuff packed up, checked out and got to the airport on time.

When we got to the airport, the flight was delayed due to a fault on the plane. Fair enough. So, we waited. Then waited some more. After about an hour, the holiday rep came to find us and said that the flight was delayed 12 hours, so the holiday company had arranged for us to have access to a hotel near any airport. Now, this bit was very well-done. There were about 150 of us in the group, and the hotel managed a full roast dinner for each. No complaints there.

Eventually, we got on the plane. During the in-flight safety demonstration (this was before videos were used), the plane banked sharply, and the stewardess in front of me collapsed in a heap on the lap of the passenger next to her.

Now, the scary part. I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden, the engine noise died and so did the electricity. Here we were, flying at about 500MPH, above the sea, and we had no electrical power.

Luckily, about 30 seconds later (although it seemed a *lot* longer), the engines came back and the lights came on.

Not surprisingly, a lot of the passengers needed a stiff drink after that.

The rest of the journey was pretty uneventful, but it was wierd going through Gatwick and the terminal being empty (this was before they introduced night flights, so the airport actually had to be opened up to allow our flight in).

My most uncomfortable flight? Easy. Virgin Atlantic 747 flying from Las Vegas. Absolutely fuck all legroom, the seat belt sign was on for the first 3 and a half hours of the flight, as we were flying around a massive thunderstorm so the plane was subject to turbulance. The in-flight entertainment wasn't working that well, and the stewardess pretty much ignored a lot of the people in our cabin as she was busy flirting with the guy sitting in my row in the centre seat. Oh, and they had food, as long as you didn't mind chicken.

A friend of mine was in Premium, because he believed he would get better service. Do you know what he got for his extra £200? A glass of champagne and a more friendly stewardess.
(Ok, I'll get me coat, Fri 8 Sep 2006, 10:09, Reply)