The worst part of the trip (besides catching the flu from Hell) was the flight from SFO to Redmond. I've never been on a prop plane before and much to my delight I was able to sit in the seat where I had a perfect view of the propeller. I actually wasn't too bothered by the whole thing until we were coming for the landing and we hit 60mph cross winds. I tried to play it cool and act like I was okay by continuing to knit, but in reality my palms were sweaty and the blanket I was making suffered deeply due my angst.
I wouldn't mind going back there, because that mountain pass would have been a lot more fun to drive through during the day... with friends.

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At least you weren't crying out of control until you started to hyperventilate like I did the last time I was on a plane. That was a commercial airline too! I'm so ashamed.
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