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4-20-2007 @ 2:02PM
Darkle Dagbar said...
I've done some long distance flights. My first one took me from Cork to Shannon to London, on to Singapore and then arriving in Christchurch some thirty six hours later.
My second was almost the same in reverse with a small stop in the Gulf( Sydney-Singapore-Bahrain-London-Cork ) That was about thirty three hours I believe.
For my first flight I stayed awake, mostly. I may have dozed a few times, getting at most an hours sleep total, but over all I stayed awake. It was easy because I found a few travellers on the way to Singapore who also did not want to sleep.
On my return flight ten months later I had no such luck with company. I decided that I could stay awake with movies and caffeine. after my fourth cup of coffee the Flight attendant was looking a little worried. "More coffee?" She enquired.
I found this flight to be one of my most uncomfortable and decided I would have to rethink my airborne survival tactics.
Once home I had a few weeks of rest before my next trip skyward. This one would be relatively short and consist mostly of an ascent of fifteen minutes, twenty minutes at the desired altitude and a descent of fifteen minutes. So not really a big deal.
So a few weeks passed and I was dreading this flight. Initially because of the travel to get to the airport which consisted of a lift by car to the train station in Cork to catch an early morning train for three hours and an hour bus ride just to get to the airport. And also because of the "Classic Ryanair landing". A landing where you're not quite sure you are ok until the plane has slowed down to taxiing speed.
So this flight of less than an hour, it's a trip to from Dublin, Ireland to Glasgow, Scotland.
As we moved on the runway I had my hood up and my head placed against the bulkhead and as we left solid ground I was drifting off to dreamland. Apart from a few elbows in the ribs from a friend of mine I enjoyed the flight so much more that any before. My return journey to Ireland was much the same I was out like a light and only woken by the "Classic Ryanair Landing".
I will always do my very best to fall fast asleep during this little window of opportunity or sleeportunity! It's the only way to fly!
Happy napping!!
http://darkledagbar.blogspot.com/
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