reply to post by Hellmutt
Wow...
It's almost noon here so some more news should show up soon...hopefully all goes well.
Here is MY Continental story...(not to derail, just share)
Flying back from Maui afer the Honeymoon
with an arrival at LAX...
Everything was going fine until about an hour out of landing...the Captain makes an announcement that one of the wing flaps was not working and that
we will be "Coming in Hot"...
From my movie experiences I knew this was not good...next thing we know the Stewards begin to go over crash landing procedures.
That started it all...
They first went to mothers with infants and began to demonstrate how they should hold their child...the girl across the isle from us starts losing it
- she's crying, sending
Last texts, looking around like a wild animal...all understandable, but it affected many others on the flight - and
not in a good way.
A grandmother (I think) started to comfort her grandchild (young boy) who was starting to lose it as well...the panic was spreading. My wife and I
exchanged a few looks and I could see she was stressing...I tried to crack a few jokes, only to realize I was stressed...
After a while the Captain comes back on paging system to notify us that we were on final decent and to follow the instructions of the Stewards (who to
their credit maintained their pose like champs).
Then get this - the Captain tells us, "I can do this"...WTF?! I don't know if he was trying to pump himself up, but all I could think was, "You
better F'ing do this..!"
Long story short...
It was 5 am arrival so it was still dark out, but you could see the approach...now, some might say, "Theyh didn't tell you to put down the
shades..?"...no, as a matter of fact we were told to put them up because the lanidng might be so hard that the plastic shades may break...
It seemed the WHOLE airport was blacked out...but what was really surreal was the number of emergency vehicles lined up on each side of the
runway...must have been 20 at least. It was then that the saying, "There are NO atheists in a Foxhole" came to mind...
We hit the ground pretty smoothly, but that didn't matter as he slammed on some type of E Brake. We ALL slammed into the seats in front us (no less
than two people had minor injuries on the face from that) and you could hear all the crap brought back from Maui just slamming into the divider, with
obvious breakage on a mass scale...
Obviously we pulled it, but it was the most terrifyiing moment in my life...haven't flown with them since, but I would.