For me the music playlist is the best thing when it comes to soothing nerves on a flight.
I remember the first time I went on a plane. I was 10 years old traveling to Ames, Iowa from my hometown of Buffalo for a school competition. My mother gave me a piece of gum and the flight attendant gave me a set of wings. I didn’t flinch. Over time, I have developed a fear of flying. It started with a really rough landing in Boston during a huge wind storm. My family was flying back from a trip in Ireland and my cousin (who was used to flying on a weekly basis) peed his pants thanks to his knowledge of emergency procedures. The next year, I had a rough flight home from Germany due to a family emergency. It’s been steady downhill since then.
Whenever I tell someone that I have an acute fear of flying, they are shocked. “How do you go on so many trips if…
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I am a paranoid flyer and can’t help wonder if safety was affected in any way. I’d rather go slow then. No thanks to beating the speed of sound. Also I am someone who has never had the desire to travel to space or lately take one of those crazy roller coasters – I must be getting old.
Would be keen to hear from a pilot of scientist with regards to the safety aspect.
Passengers on a flight from New York to London last week got to their destination more than an hour early thanks to strong winds that helped their plane reach near-supersonic speed.
The British Airways flight made the trip in 5 hours and 16 minutes at ground speeds of up to 1,200 km/h (745 mph), CNN reports. The sonic barrier, or the sound of speed, is broken at 1,224 km/h (761 mph).
Not only was the unusually fast flight a boon for the passengers, but, according to a former British Airways Pilot, riding jet streams is fun for the pilots, too. “It’s just like surfing,” Alastair Rosenschein told the Telegraph.
The worse part of travel is being stuck in cattle class and this post brings the inequality of it all to light. Never thought about it in this manner but sure felt it each time I had to make my way through first class and business class to the cramped seats behind. Doesn’t help that I suffer from claustrophobia. Apart from this, I love travel and often feel the need to get away.
I’m on a plane right now, flying from Sacramento back to Albany. And sitting here I’m reminded of how air travel itself reflects the growing inequality of society in a trivial, but suggestive, way.
Planes have always had first-class and passenger cabins, at least as far as I know. If the Titanic had this distinction, I’m guessing it was in place from the beginning of commercial aviation.
But for most of my adult life, planes—at least the ones I usually fly on, from one U.S. city to another—looked something like this:
Just roughing it out here, this means that 7% of the passengers used about 15% of the room, with the other 93% using 85% of the cabin space. Such a plane would have a Gini index of about 8. (For reference, the U.S. Gini is about 48, and the global one is around 65.)
Domestic airlines have pretty much…
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