First flight! I remember mine well. It was forty years ago, and I have to say, while it didn’t stop me from flying again, I do only fly when necessary.
Thank you to Charli Mills and the Carrot Ranch
for allowing me this opportunity to laugh!
The honeymoon flight from Detroit to Los Angeles was her very first. Not knowing what to expect, the young bride allowed her more well-traveled husband to guide her along the way.
He graciously gave her the aisle seat and held her hand gently while the flight attendant covered the emergency instructions.
As the plane pulled back, he reminded her that she should put the chewing gum in her mouth.
“Honey, look, we’re climbing into the clouds!”
She leaned forward to take a look and vomited on the back of the head of the person seated in front of her.
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben