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The Red KiteMilo found a red kite tangled in the old mango tree behind his house. Its tail was torn, and one wooden stick had snapped. He almost threw it away, but something about its bright color made him carry it insid...
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by Rodolfo Machirica
The Red KiteMilo found a red kite tangled in the old mango tree behind his house. Its tail was torn, and one wooden stick had snapped. He almost threw it away, but something about its bright color made him carry it insid...
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by Rodolfo Machirica
The Red KiteMilo found a red kite tangled in the old mango tree behind his house. Its tail was torn, and one wooden stick had snapped. He almost threw it away, but something about its bright color made him carry it insid...
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American Toilet Paperby Joseph Fleckenstein
Over the years, I have been abroad on numerous occasions. Most trips were for the purpose of transacting business while others were for pleasure. As o...
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I like these flavors but not in the airportby Jey Sushil
I was trying not to think, or possibly I was not in the mental state to think anymore. It had been 40 hours since I slept, arranging for my sudden fli...
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Busted by a Beagleby Connie Timpson
It wasn’t a matter of scary people with explosives, drugs, or even overspending without reporting. It was a matter of apples. Red ones. Jet lagg...
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How to Pack a Suitcaseby Susana H. Case
My husband wants to make a video of me packing a suitcase for YouTube since we fly a lot. I go to my computer and learn that videos of “How to P...
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Emirates Entertainmentby Hilary Sideris
Out of contact with air traffic control, we sit for hours on the tarmac at Newark, watch The Apprentice. Behind us, a man begs for water. The flight a...
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Threshold Altitudesby Al Scott Pearce Baker
To fly is to forfeit identity. What boards the plane is not what leaves it. In the sky, the self disintegrates. The body persists, but the soul enters...
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Ancient Wisdom: Art of Healingby Barrie Brewer
The flight from Lima to Cusco was like something out of a horror movie. The wheelchair was a dead giveaway. Our son Goose was so weak we had to wheel...
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Learning to Flyby Aisha Piracha
You sit at the edge of your seat in the boarding area, cradling your hand luggage. You see everyone lining up like sardines all rolled up in a tin, bu...
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Stressful Travelby Marie Soubranne as told to Hyokyung Park
In January of this year, I came to the United States for my exchange semester. My father and I took a plane from Paris to New York. But just before bo...
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A Flight Storyby Brandon O’Deay as told to Kyla O'Deay
I work for a local Louisiana government as the head of the IT department, and something new is always happening at the office with all the characters...
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Parasite Voidby Nadir Benslimane
When I attempt to recollect my memories from my journey to France, the memories of Paris pop out vividly: winding streets down to a small corner cafe;...
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Just Order the Chickenby Tabitha Neaux as told to Max Schweikarth
I didn’t eat anything that day. Hell, I usually never eat before long flights as I have a pretty sensitive stomach. But because I didn’t e...
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Afterimageby KT Thompson
When the airplane crashed in the meadow, I was on a walk to look for birds. My torso a crosshatch of straps: binoculars, camera, sling with water and...
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Performance Pressureby Emani Leefort
Six thirty a.m. at the Louis Armstrong International Airport. Who books a flight for that early in the morning? Answer: a scholarship foundation. Once...
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Suitcase Adventuresby Vivien Marx
My suitcase is far too plump but it closes and the zipper is strong. Some travelers manage a long trip with two t-shirts, three pieces of underwear, a...
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Tears in the Rainby Grace Campbell
To compensate for the worst summer of my life, my mother sent me to Los Angeles with my older sister. We drove together and then I flew home alone. I...
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A Chance Encounter in the Skyby HyoKyung Park
About a month ago, I took a flight from Korea to San Francisco to start my exchange program in New Orleans. Since there was no direct flight to New Or...
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God Givenby Claire Mitchell
Most people go through childhood viewing their parents as human adjacent. As a kid I thought my parents never had a human emotion until they drank too...
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An Unscheduled Sermon at 30,000 Feetby Joelitza E. Arroyo-Ramirez
At 4 a.m. on December 31st, the airport was eerily quiet except for the occasional sound of luggage wheels clicking against the tile floor. I was drag...
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The Air of Liminalityby Alyx Marroquin
I’m convinced that airplanes, airports, and everything to do with them exist out of time. They are liminal spaces that hold everything transitor...
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A Pilot's Funeralby Morgan Matteson
Pilots are traditionally buried in their uniforms, cap in hands. This is something I learned preceding my step-grandfather's funeral. He had been...
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Free Mealby Miller Nichols
We had always driven out there. A two-day road trip to Santa Fe, New Mexico, was a regular, biannual pilgrimage for me and my family to visit my dad&r...
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Instructions for Anesthetized Travelby Noah Rozzell
Many people get nervous when traveling. The feeling of impending doom starts to bubble up, and images of lost bags, missed connections, and crashed pl...
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Do You Play Guitar?by Max Schweikarth
I wouldn’t have been in this situation had I not touched that guitar. Earlier that day I had picked it up from this hidden repair shop off of Oa...
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Freefallby Damari Esqueda
I remember only two things from the first time I rode in an airplane. One: my mom took two dramamine that knocked her out, a precaution so her eardrum...
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A Penny from Pabloby Mae Bennett
I concealed some shame for a very long time for not having left America in my first twenty-two years. (Champagne problems, I know.) When my friends be...
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A Pylsur off the Planeby Phoebe Swetish
Supposedly, there is a law stating that every word in the Icelandic language must contain at least one acute accent, indicating an elongated or emphas...
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Adult Sonby Erin Murphy
Model plane, plane delay. Butterfly net, net income. Kite string, string theory. You have a knapsack packed with every reason for whiskey: a woman who...
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Hartsfield-Jacksonby Drew Payne
The airport’s hand soap had only been used to scrub my hands and forearms, just below the elbows, but its cloying scent lingered as if I had bat...
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November 53577by Erik Bittner
It’s pinned to the plaster ceiling over my desk, which my wife doesn’t like so much, but I put it there so I could look up and always see...
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Trace Ritualby Anne Graue
Whenever I fly from New York to Kansas or Cyprus, I know the planes will rise, large chunks of metal will move into the air, first on the ground, then...
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Getting There is Half the Funby Parker Emerson
We arrive at the United Airlines counter at Southern California's Ontario International Airport three hours before the scheduled 10:56 a.m. depart...
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Confessions of a Paper Pilotby Jodi Goforth
My first flight instructor was an asshole. His name was Boris, which should tell you enough. His one redeeming act, however, was when he showed me 10,...
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Evening Flightby Amy Holman
We are flying north, near six o’clock. I’ve got a window seat behind the angled wing. On the open fold table is my tiny cold press noteboo...
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Attention!by Pavle Radonic
At the terminal and passing the boutiques the adjustment was always needed for the frequent flyers. First-classers even, if not A-listers, might be sp...
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(Air)Portby Cross McCoy
There is nothing that can soothe the mind-grating experience of standing in a line, served through the system like slop through troughs, then ordered...
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Plane Rideby Barrie Cole
I was on a plane once a long time ago, and the woman sitting next to me had never been on a plane before. She was young, perhaps nineteen or so,...
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Clear Air Turbulenceby Carole Greenfield
There is so much about flying that she loves. When the turbulence dissolves and the plane is flying smoothly again. She's never taken drugs but te...
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Practice Makes Perfectby Pavle Radonic
For a fellow who had missed FOUR internat. flights, 2 ½ hrs early by the gate was A-OK. At the boutiques along the corridors the ice-cold starl...
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She Writes in the Skyby Elaine Joy Edaya Degale
I purchased last-minute tickets to Cuba. This was my first solo-trip. I started writing this in Miami when I was on a ten-hour layover from my long, a...
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Flying Bathroomby Crockett Doob
Sometimes you date your opposite. This is common enough. My parents are opposites. My mom the talker; my dad not. This woman I dated was a lot like my...
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Soekarno-Hatta Hangingby Pavle Radonic
Touch over 35mins on clear, open freeways in Jakarta on a Saturday; as soon as we cleared Thamrin City it was a breeze. As a consequence there would b...
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Full Circle Flight Lessonsby Emma J. Voigt
My body is being shaken about, but it’s a perfect day. It has to be. With nothing more than a warm breeze, the cloudless sky is safe. I lo...
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"Eight Miles High," An Appreciationby Terry Borst
It’s long been accepted mythology that the classic Byrds' song "Eight Miles High" is about being stoned—maybe about an acid...
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For that Flight Attendant, from the boy with a dead Gameboyby Scott Knoll
This story takes place sometime in the early 90’s, when the internet was still associated with that horrible dial-up sound and when comic books...
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The Airport Diariesby Eleni Stephanides
At the table next to me inside the airport restaurant, I hear a brother explain what braces are to his younger sister. A blond boy with short legs hol...
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View from the Middle Seatby Natalie Elward
I have a love-hate relationship with airports. Mostly hate, if I’m being honest. I appreciate the grandeur of being able to travel such great di...
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Seeing the Cloudsby Sophia Lyons
It was early in the morning and the sky was still asleep. Generally, I had two to three more hours of sleep. It was so early even the birds were aslee...
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Minus 41 & 35,000 Feetby Pavle Radonic
Squeezed in the middle. Point of honour not to hog the rests. Window French chap; aisle Indo domestic going back to her kampung for a fortnight. Both...
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We Live in Turbulence Timesby Scott Saalman
Leveling at 30,000 feet after departing LaGuardia Airport, our jet was jostled. We represented nothing but a tubular chew toy in the jaws of a mastica...
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Leaving Fresnoby Gavin Garza
Dad texts me before my flight and asks if the airport brings back memories of Vegas. I lie, and say yes. It’s been ten years since I left the st...
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Fly Like an Eagleby Rossana G. D’Antonio
My plane was screaming down the runway...or was that me screaming. The little Cessna’s wings wavered and bounced slightly as we gained speed. My...
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Emergency Exitby Charles J. March III
At the airport, a man sat down to empty his bowels before boarding, and self-consciously questioning whether he should release his initial gas like a...
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Turbulenceby Judy Chaikin
I usually sit on the aisle, but this flight from Cabo San Lucas to L.A. was sold out, so there I was trapped in a window seat and feeling claustrophob...
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Dear Tim,by Won Lee
Almost missed my flight to Portland. Woke up at 730 in the morning, triple-checked Benjamin's flat for forgotten items, lugged/dragged my much-too...
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The First Flightby Joan Potter
In a wooden jewelry box on my bedroom dresser, along with some old beads, a bunch of unmatched earrings, and a broken wristwatch, is a metal coin bear...
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Taking Flightby Nadine Dolby
I hurry towards the gate at JFK. This is a journey I have made many times, and I feel a rush of anticipation and excitement as I begin to hear more an...
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Something Special in the Airby Gina Forberg
The tray table is in its upright position and the seat belt light screams red and I would like nothing more than to go to the bathroom, but the flight...
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The Travelerby Yvonne Osborne
He was slim and well-dressed with a nice haircut, not too short, not too long. He wore a black tailored jacket and well-made jeans. His black leather...
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Skywardby Jason Weiss
What could be more peculiar than flying in an airplane? No matter how many hundreds of times we’ve joined the procession to file into that big m...
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Pocketknifeby James Robertovich
I had made sure my coins, masks, wallet, and all were in my backpack, leaving “nothing but air” in my pockets, as the TSA agent commanded....
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The British Airways Blood Oathby Ellen Beldner
Twelve years ago I swore a blood oath to never again fly British Airways. Do you know what it feels like to have a urinary tract infection? You have a...
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Planes Over Honoluluby Stephanie R. Pearmain
The first time I boarded a plane to Honolulu, it was a one-way ticket and I cried most of the flight. I’d just turned 15 and while more than onc...
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Flight Crewby Alex Ehrenzeller
Despite my advice, Captain Juanito felt prepared to take a midnight flight. It was dangerous enough just standing in the stockroom. Why my cousin deci...
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Altered Statesby Scott Zukowski
I wake in an altered state as we descend from Phoenix into JFK. My cylinders fire, my spindles spin, my cogs turn, but the time surrounding the machin...
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The Fiddle in the Wingsby Sara Barnett
The Great American South, till now, remained a mystery, one that blurredly conjured thickset women in rolled down stockings fanning themselves in the...
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Strange Seatmateby Bonnie Boyles
The adolescent seatmate plunked down in the narrow seat next to me on the plane bound for Phoenix. The electronic game was immediately taken from its...
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The Domino Effectby Suzanne Weerts
I literally missed the train by one croissant from the breakfast buffet stuffed in my purse, one hand heart-directed at my daughter as I went down one...
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Security!by Crystal Byers
I’m not a frequent flyer. Sometimes I forget the rules. As I approached the security checkpoint at George Bush Intercontinental, I removed all i...
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Family Flight Pathsby Michelle Goering
Propped up in bed with the 1918 Spanish flu, Lydia Burkholder of Nappanee, Indiana, sighed restlessly. An Amish ten-year-old and my eventual grandmoth...
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Flying Down to Rioby Laura Taylor
The early morning light made long tree shadows below us. I took the card out of the pocket of the seat in front of me. It said we were on a Vickers Vi...
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The Last Flightby Margo Stutts Toombs
In the summer of 1974, I performed my final flight attendant duties with an extra bounce in my step, knowing it would be my last time to serve rubbery...
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Prayer, Dream, and Flightby William Stobb
Boarded but stuck in a delay at the gate, I see that one of my ex’s posted a picture of her Bible in sunlight on her old wooden table—some...
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Mind Your Olivesby Jehan Ramadan
A few years ago I was working at an airline lounge when a mother and her two grown daughters approached me at the front desk. Whoever said good things...
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Accidental Sky Nannyby Jehan Ramadan
I sat next to a woman and her eight-year old daughter on a cross-country flight one day. That's not that long, you may think, but by the time we l...
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Airline Identity and the Teenage Egoby Mark Chesnut
Are you a teenage boy who doesn’t quite fit in? Self-conscious about your stringy red hair, pale skin, girlish walk and lackluster reputation at...
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My Gypsy Soulby Gail Brady
For as long as I can remember I have been fascinated with travel, perhaps a manifestation of my Celtic-Gypsy soul. Even in utero I was transported acr...
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The Great Turnaroundby Anthony DeVita
It was a rainy winter night when I made my way toward the back of the Boeing 747. As the line of people before me struggled to stuff their outrageousl...
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Spring Breakby Kay Bontempo
To the Customer Service Department at United Airlines: My sincere apologies for missing my scheduled flight from Chicago to Puerto Vallarta (with layo...
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Harnessedby Rebecca Evans
I was about to push faster than the speed of sound, something the human body was not designed to endure. Especially mine. Only twenty, I weighed 100 p...
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Flying by the Size of My Pantsby Bridget Smith
When you fly on anything smaller than a jet, I have news for you: you are cargo. And as cargo, what you weigh is crucial. In Alaska where I live, smal...
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In for a Pennyby Anyonita Green
Somewhen between 9/11 and the last global recession, European airlines offered flights at tantalisingly low prices. Every Tuesday, RyanAir, EasyJet an...
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Terminal C: Ted Stevens International Airportby Victoria Houser
When the plane left Terminal C at Ted Stevens International Airport, it traveled over 18 years of silent longing and hidden assault. As we gradually p...
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Legroomby George Fotheringham
My nose recoiled as I lowered my head under the airplane door. The air smelt how the interior of the Spirit flight looked, cramped and stale. The fron...
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Pre-Flight Frightby Jade Arvizu
It’s going to be different this time. You’ll be ok. Breath. Don’t be afraid! Don’t cry! This is my travel mantra. Internally o...
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Basically Surrealismby Joseph Sigurdson
I’d been traveling for nine fuckin hours in a suit and tie. The suit and tie was just a facade. I had no money. I pulled nickels out of the couc...
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Flying Homeby Holly Hein
We flew off into the most spectacular sunset over the front range with the Denver lights spread out in twinkling patterns below. That winter there was...
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Seat Buddyby Gabriel Meek
With flying you rarely know who will be seated next to you until, well, they’re seated next to you. It could be a priest who gives you a dollar...
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Playlist in the Event of a Water Landingby Stewart Sinclair
Whenever I sit down on a plane, I resign myself to death. It’s the only way I can reconcile my fear of flying with the fact that I have had to d...
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Island to Islandby Julian Hanna
It's a warm January morning and I'm heading to the airport in an old yellow diesel Mercedes taxi driven by one of my students. I spent the pre...
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Absolutionby Elizabeth H. Boquet
Newsfeeds tripped across the flat screen in my basement the nights after Katrina slammed ashore, and I found myself a thousand miles away from the pla...
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Flying Soloby Sandra A. Miller
I boarded the plane and settled into 26A, a window seat next to an empty one. And that’s the first time I felt it in my gut—the uncoupling...
by Susan Dillon Tschudi
The winter of 1973 was harsh in the Midwest but that particular January day was especially unforgiving. Delayed by a blinding snowstorm, our beleaguer...
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Beneath the Starsby Andrew Chinich
I’m not sure when I realized the depth of my love of flying but I got hooked early and it’s lasted a lifetime. In 1941, my father was just...
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Rekindledby Avery Keatley
I had made a rather serious mistake. A few weeks before my family’s first-ever overseas vacation, when I would be strapped into a Dreamliner for...
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Ten Minutes in Frankfurtby Richard Klin
The Lufthansa flight from Milan, bound ultimately for New York, was crowded and uncomfortable. I needed to switch planes in Frankfurt, which elicited...
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The Hudsonby Sheila Sundar
In the winter of 2009, two days before my son was born, I walked my father the four miles from the door of my Brooklyn apartment, across the Manhattan...
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That Time I Almost Set Fire to London Heathrow and Then Was Kicked Out for Vagrancyby Chris Brauer
I love traveling. The more I travel, the more I want to experience the world and meet new people. But I’m not good at traveling. While I li...
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Pour It Onby Stirling Noh
I've given up trying to sleep on airplanes. A cat nap here and there? Sure, and they come easily if you drink the way I do. But the whole theatre...
by Saanya Ali
An airport. Some see it as a nuisance, I see it as a story. Airports are places of new beginnings and long-awaited ends, arrivals and departures,...
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You Never Knowby Melanie J. Mendenhall
My three-year-old wants to fly. Not in an airplane. She’s done that dozens of times, and that’s not at all what she means. She wants to ha...
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Speak to Me of Love and I Will Speak to You of Wingsby Tomoé Hill
Speak to me of love; I will speak to you of wings. The too-bright rising sun glinting on metal; sharp angles cutting through clouds; the mechanical so...
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In-Flight Friends Foreverby Maryann Aita
In a time before WI-FI on airplanes, my nineteen-year-old self was thrilled to have a nonstop flight from New York to Phoenix to visit my parents. I w...
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Palwaukee 1960by Kathy Doherty
Our family had moved to one of the beckoning Chicago suburbs in the 1960s. Mom took a job in a typing pool at a large oil company nearby and my stepda...
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Mariposaby Milt Montague
We were flying home after spending several enchanting days in San Jose, Costa Rica, a tiny republic just north of the Panama Canal and south of Mexico...
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UFOby Sarah Scarborough
I woke up with slight confusion to the feeling of a sharp, quick, but non-painful touch to my head; I had been hit by an unidentified flying object. I...
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The Day I Dieby Georgia Knapp
The locals were wrapped in parkas, hats, and gloves. Anna and I wore t-shirts, jeans, and cardigans slung across our arms. It was early afternoon. The...
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Churches and Planesby McKenna Castleberry
Boarding a plane is a lot like going to church. You go into a room full of pews or chairs with people you don’t know. Typically you feel antsy,...
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You Don't Need Tissues for This Oneby Carole Lee
So this isn't going to be some sentimental airplane story that'll make you feel something in your heart and inspire you to put your best foot...
by Barbara Rady Kazdan
Travel by air should be a time of leisure; a chance to escape your humdrum worries. —1950’s airline promotion, National Air Science Museum...
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The TSA Folliesby Dan Morey
All flights from Erie, Pennsylvania, depart from the clumsily titled Erie International Airport Tom Ridge Field. Not only does this name fail to roll...
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Luggage Merry-Go-Roundby Paul C. Dalmas
You know the moment. Bleary-eyed from a long air trip, you slouch at the baggage carousel with your fellow passengers sharing a single unspoken questi...
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Contrails Lead Everywhereby Peter Bracking
I am a space-race child. I was an Elroy. From a very young age I was aware of the sky. The television and radio were filled with spacecraft and astron...
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Sunsets and Blank Slatesby Michaela Brady
My last breath of outside had not yet swept through my lungs before I found myself inside yet again. After wiggling out of the leather-scented headach...
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Diaries Of A (Slightly) Deranged Travelerby Benjamin Rietema
As I writing these words, I’m sitting in a small aluminum tube about 38,000 feet above the frigid waters of the Pacific—where I’m su...
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Ten Minutes in Frankfurtby Richard Kiln
The Lufthansa flight from Milan, bound ultimately for New York, was crowded and uncomfortable. I needed to switch planes in Frankfurt, which elicited...
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Missed Flight? No Problem.by Tom McCarron
Thoughts of kickflips and 50/50 grinds slid through my mind as if on a polished granite ledge. The thoughts flipped and spun and twisted my head into...
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Hole in Stockingby L. V. Vehaskari
“Quick, Mama. Lift up your foot.” “I can’t,” Mama sputtered. “This seat doesn’t give me any room. What are y...
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Exchangeby Chris Wiewiora
At arrivals, a man stood with his chest out. His middle stretched against his seaweed green wool sweater. The man smiled at Dad. “Czesc, Zdzichu...
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Black Widow in Birminghamby Alina Stefanescu
SCENARIO A young pregnant female stands in the security line at Birmingham International Airport. She works at a DC nonprofit but flies back to Alabam...
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Unattended Baggageby Hanna Maxwell
Hour three in the Newark airport. I could see the skyline of New York from Terminal C. We’d landed after turbulence and clouds that looked as if...
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The Peanut Treeby Madeleine Feola
My fingers wind their way into my earbud cord, faded bluish and dreamlike in the dim glow of the seatback screen. Wrapping the black wire around my th...
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Hash Brownsby Ben Read
The only time I’ve ever eaten McDonald’s without feeling guilt was in the Denver Airport. I was hungry. The hash browns were good. Who car...
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Halfway Around the Worldby Andrew Arnett
I settled into my seat on board China Ailrines flight 1133 and opened the complimentary China Daily to the article "Today is the Most Balanced Da...
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O'Horror at O'Hareby Scott Saalman
So, everyone has boarded our transoceanic aircraft at O’Hare. The flight safety message has started. It’s the kind you watch on TV monitor...
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Plane Talk About Annieby Kathryn Kohnert
We stored small roller bags in the bins above row twenty-three, then settled into our seats and exchanged names, places of origin, and reasons for tra...
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Swissair Sandwichby Amy Gutierrez
I watch as the man chews. He chews big, big, big and then tiny (chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp). He bites into the gooey cheese sandwich, jaws locking and...
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Plane Truthby Jennifer Wagley
I enter relationships the same way I enter planes. I settle in quickly and then immediately begin searching for emergency exits, planning an escape ro...
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Unaccompaniedby Lisa Kay Adam
As our flight lifted over the city, he thought he could pick out which house was his friend's, the one with the swimming pool—among house af...
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Premature Evacuationby Mark Edwin Jenkins
I’m on my way back to Poland, where I’ve been a dozen times designing Western-style shopping malls in Eastern Europe. Flying from my home...
by Raymond Pun
From a museum library to a prison library, I’ve worked in all kinds of libraries. I’ve also traveled to many countries such as the U...
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Planes, Chutes, and Mortar Shellsby Greta Foltos
Not many people are willing to jump out of a plane with nothing but some cloth and string strapped to their backs. Of those who are willing, almost al...
by Kron Vollmer
“A ukulele,” said the Australian in the seat next to me, eyeing the instrument peeking out of my carry-on. “If we’re stuck her...
by Christopher Shipman
At the airport a pregnant mother tries to pick her toddler up by the hair on his head. I wish it were me glaring up at his pissed-off mother’s s...
by Lauren NuDelman
I’ve been in plenty of uncomfortable situations on airplanes before: the requisite overweight passenger suffocating my comfort zone, or the squa...
by Sean Talbot
26 April 2013 Dear Heeth, My fifth annual pilgrimage to a remote fishing village on the far edge of the world—Bristol Bay—ends and begins...
by Bernard Barnes
Airplane travel, I realize, is all about tension and release. It begins even before you leave the house. You pack your bags and agonize over what to b...
by Emily Grant
Flying in a plane is pretty simple, really. If you’re a coach flyer, it’s cramped and stuffy, the person next to you is too big, the one b...
by Phillip Barron
"Thrust and lift," says the sexual sounding diorama diagramming how planes keep up in the air in the metropolitan museum of science and indu...
by Aaron Gilbreath
Sitting on a bench in downtown Portland, Oregon, a man asked for a cigarette. When I handed him one, he lowered himself beside me. He wore jean shorts...
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Soldiers in Airportsby Susan Harlan
I always see soldiers in airports. This is just about the only place I see them. I see them in the Charlotte Douglas airport, especially around the ho...
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Homecomingby Lauren NuDelman
I’ve been in plenty uncomfortable situations on airplanes before: the requisite overweight passenger suffocating my comfort zone, or the squalli...
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For Flight Attendants Giving Safety Speechesby Matthew Vollmer
Forgive us, O LORD, for not looking, for averting our eyes, for opening the Sky Mall magazine even though we couldn’t truly be said to be intere...
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The Poetry of 1,000 Feetby Lara Lillibridge
When you fly at a thousand feet, you see the world differently. Commercial planes fly at an anonymous altitude, so far up that houses become invisible...
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The Flying Confessionalby Lara Lillibridge
I fly a lot. Not, perhaps, as much as a flight attendant or member of congress, but probably more than a lot of people. I will take any opportunity to...
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The Fly that Flew One Thousand Milesby Dean Miller
As my flight from Colorado to Oregon descended over the Columbia River, I noticed a fly buzzing about the cabin. The aircraft’s flight originate...
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Airport Asthmaby Miles Stearns
I was young and asleep and dreaming of things which get lost upon waking. It had been a long day in the Mexico City airport. My asthma acted up almost...
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The Sun Risingby James Stafford
“Pay attention, boy! Get on the other side so we can push her out.” I skittered under the belly of the darkened airplane and grabbed her s...
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One-Half To One Tablet By Mouth As Needed For Anxietyby Kassia Halcli
I’ve been the girl vomiting uncontrollably in the aisle seat beside you. I’ve been the girl with a stack of barf bags handed up to her by...
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Still Photoby Luanne Castle
The worst part of flying with a newly reconstructed foot is finding the right seat. I cross my fingers that the people on board since the last stop ar...
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In the Churchill Tankby Sandra Park
A layover is a lay without sleep or sex. Like a silent sled, the red tram zips from domestic to international gates, transport without a sense of dire...
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Indian Air Plane Glueby James Moran
Of the throngs of humanity sleeping on cots by the heat-blasted roadside our flashing honking careening bus disturbed not a soul. We had witnessed thi...
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Ditching Chicken Killerby Deborah Elder
Sitting on the lid of the toilet I check the bars of my phone and dial his number. This is the usual spot, less static on the line and the only place...
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POVby Margaret Goerig
There are moments; do we all know these moments? You're flying. You're at 35,000 feet, or something like it, and there are clouds—so man...
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Self-Loading Cargoby Bobby Schweizer
Looking at the bustling bodies in an airport or the rows of seated passengers in a plane, it would seem that air travel is about people. People take b...
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First Class Virginby Shannon Guerreso
My cell phone was ringing: number unknown. What do we have here? I wondered excitedly. A friend in the premature throes of separation angst? A former...
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Airby Merrill Sunderland
All around me is the snap, crackle, pop, sigh, hiss, shloop, and swoosh of air. In this airplane, I’m vacuum-sealed like packaged meat, yet air...
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W H E Nby Michael Martone
The Indianapolis department store,* When, commissioned Art Smith, the Bird Boy of Fort Wayne, to address the sky above the Indianapolis Motor Speedway...
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J n 2 T m A R r e Dby Michael Martone
Art Smith, the Bird Boy of Fort Wayne, attempting to elope with his fiancée, Aimee Cour, escaping from Fort Wayne to Hillsdale, Michigan, where...
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Flight Divideby Chloe Olewitz
I try to make conversation with the furred woman who takes too long to arrange herself to my right in the window seat next to me, I fail. I reach down...
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Airport of the Deadby Kevin M. Flanagan
I first visited Pittsburgh in Summer 2003. When the friend who was hosting me asked what I wanted to see, the only thing I can remember mentioning was...
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Laptops, Jobs, Airportsby Jennifer Ng
I never planned to carry the laptop. The 15” Macbook Pro was intended to be left on my desk at work—like a dying patient perched on a tran...
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That Damn Kidby Jennifer Weitman
It was that damn kid. That crying baby did it. The couple next to me—tanned and ugly—argued about the hot sauce they’d have to throw...
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Thank You, Liam Neesonby Patrici Flores
I’m either an idiot, or I enjoy the surprises that come from terrible planning. My ego much prefers the latter as an excuse for my hastiest deci...
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Going Homeby Amanda Williams
The Korean cab driver is missing half of his teeth, has chew stuck in his bottom lip, and reeks of Kimchi, the fermented cabbage that sits in the sun...
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Class Mattersby Neal Pollack
I’m betraying my age by revealing this, but I’ve always loved the Saturday Night Live film from the early 80s where Eddie Murphy goes unde...
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Smokes on a Planeby Whitney Mackman
I am a frequent flyer and frequently a problem flyer. Security has asked me to step into “special” screening lines so many times that I ha...
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In-flight Noviceby Jessica Shepherd
I stare into my computer screen trying to do the reading that my university has so thoughtfully assigned before the semester has even begun. I lose fo...
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In the Airportby Koty Neelis
I rush to my gate only to realize I have an extra 45 minutes to waste. I sit down, fidgeting nervously. Children are screaming. I hear languages I don...
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On Listening To Far East Movement’s “Like a G6†While Falling Asleep in Coachby Brian Oliu
If only we could fly like they do—things that I cannot imagine, all things platinum, women in clothes that I designed in a dream, comfort withou...
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Please Check Baggage and Attitude at Curbsideby Barbara Benjamin
The face of travel has changed dramatically. Rules have shifted south, as prices have continuously flown upward. It takes a patient person to fly the...
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Behavior Delayby Nathan C. Martin
I remember passing a Nalgene bottle—a popular outdoor accoutrement in the West—full of Red Bull and vodka around the car on the way to Sal...
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Exiting Quinhagakby Deborah Elder
“He gets airsick” she chirps, handing over his duffle and walking away. I show him how to work the seatbelt, put him where I can see him,...
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Fear, In a Manner of Speakingby José Duarte
I am neither an adventurer nor a traveler. I like things that are secure, that you can take for granted. But that is not life, which is why we need to...
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Gby Erica Garza
The first time I fell in love with a fellow passenger was in 2002. It happened on a tiny plane that I boarded at the Houston airport (a layover from L...
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First Flightby Lawrence Weill
We had taken trains all up and down the eastern seaboard, and as true baby-boomers we had traveled across the country several times by car, but I had...
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Going Somewhereby Naomi Bryant
For my dad (1963-2011), who flew away.... We settled down at the east end of the airport, waiting for the next flight. Everything was quiet. It...
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My Mother’s Presence in the Universeby Lucy Corin
Some bored friend of mine had driven me to the airport and we talked about boredom. We felt it but remained skeptical about it defining our generation...
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My Brother the Pilotby Liz Stephens
I don’t think the ink on my brother’s shirt had dried on the day that I flew in a small single-engine plane for the first time. New pilots...
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Frida in Montolieuby Margaret O'Brien
“Bet you don’t know what they’re saying,” the Frenchman said to me in accented English as he clicked on the laptop that sat on...
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Plane of Thoughtby Jacob Dodson
The plane did not have an engine explode shortly after takeoff, which would have forced us into the Pacific Ocean and forced me to quickly grab a plas...
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Permission to Flyby Kurt Mullen
One thing nice about space is it keeps going. &n...
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Thank You, Guan Yinby Jocelyn Kerr
I had experienced turbulence before. I never minded turbulence. I'm not the praying type, and I don't frighten easily. I don't Hail Mary o...
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The News from Bulgariaby Kevin Haworth
We will not cross paths with the bodies. We are due at Ben Gurion airport in just a few hours, and we are deep into the final busy-ness of movin...
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Only in Americaby Anna Hearn
I have lost track of the many, many miles I have clocked in the air and at various airports around the world. Some airports, Singapore Changi Airport...
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Reunion at Tullamarineby Gaia Veenis
“You’re traveling into the future,” my friend typed into a Facebook chat box before I embarked on the 17-hour journey across the int...
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Security Insecuritiesby Stefani Cox
One look at the situation and I knew I could outsmart TSA. The body scanner stood in the middle of the room like the rude intruder at a party who ever...
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Edison’s Medicineby JP Hatcher
Though I have always been a steadfast athlete and competitor, I lack grace in my day-to-day endeavors. Perhaps it is because my anxious mind is always...
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Lies, and Other Airport Farewellsby Nicole Lee
I could see airplanes landing and taking off in a steady stream as we approached the airport. Jumbo jets thundering in from their long haul across the...
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Delayby Fredric Stanley
I had been standing in the departure area, leaning against a column right in front of the boarding gate, when I noticed my flight's status change...
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Right to Leftby Marsha Temlock
The tall thin man with the wispy white beard proceeded his wife down the aisle. He was schlepping two black suitcases and a round black hatbox; she gr...
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Almost Indiaby Anita Breland
My first impressions of India are also nearly my last. I have arrived in Mumbai on a sultry January evening, after an eight-hour flight from wintry Zu...
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The Nameless and Handsy Italian Manby Hannah Griggs
Let me start out by expressing how much I hate flying. Three years ago I had a bad experience falling from a cliff while on vacation, leaving me with...
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Mapping Imaginationby Anca L. Szilágyi
I’m a firm believer in write-what-you-desperately-want-to-know. Research, empathize, repeat. It’s not impossible to write beyond your own...
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An Open Letter to the Shamed Usurper of the Handicapped Stallby Lisa McKenzie
I don’t remember the airport and I don’t remember the year, but I’ll never forget the poor able-bodied soul who exited the handicapp...
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Planesby Len Kuntz
My daughter is running out of room. Where she’s not pierced, tattoos take birth on all exposed areas—eyelids, and even inside her lower gu...
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A Pint-Sized Apologyby Chloe Olewitz
What is to be said about that shrieking baby three rows back? I remember the story of my twenty-second-story Gardenia neighbor in a Manhattan restaura...
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Security Check and Mateby Jeff Hawthorne
Passing through TSA security checkpoints has become like a Stanley Kubrick film, with partially clothed adults meeting randomly for moody conversation...
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Girls Without: Brussels to Bujumburaby Giulianna Di Nenna
Life-searching questions arise at night, after sunset, and not just on park benches along river banks. Watching rushing water, reflecting upon it...
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Flying Toward Mann’s Tadzio at Christmasby Tasha Cotter
When I read that Thomas Mann likely chose the name Tadzio because it held the word Tod, which means death, I felt satisfied, but then I noticed a gauz...
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African Processby Cloé Vaz
In April 2012, I went back to the place I was born: Guinea-Bissau, a small West African country. It was definitely an emotional trip, as I hadn’...
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Ready to Landby Maria Cruz
We were on our night flight back home when I noticed that after the fasten seat belt sign went off and the stewardess started to serve drinks, this re...
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Flying Dogsby Ilana Nunes
When he and his 10 siblings were born, my heart experienced one of the happiest joys possible. There they were: my furred grandchildren, the perfect c...
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Only a Piece of Paperby Cemil Bostan
I booked a flight from Oporto, Portugal, to Weeze, Germany, on Ryanair. Two weeks before my flight I had made a trip to Spain and had bought some gift...
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Sisters of Charityby Eileen Brunetto
Sprawled out in coach, I settled next to my husband as he rooted through his stack of unread New Yorkers. Contemplating the tiny bottles of chardonnay...
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My First Timeby Tânia Limbert
I clearly remember my first airplane ride. It was in my last year of high school, and instead of taking the the usual mainstream trip to Lloret Del Ma...
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Don’t Worry About Me! I’m OK!by Bárbara Dabó
I went to the airport for the first time when I was 13 or 14 years old. I was picking up my sister and her new boyfriend who were coming from England....
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First Flying Experience...by Marta da Silva Carvalho
The best stories of our lives are never truly remembered by us; they are told and retold by proud mothers and grandmothers. This particular memory was...
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Runby Mar Scheerer
Use your breath as a guiding force for movement and transformation. Breath. Movement. Transformation. I closed my eyes. I was on the plane, unsure if...
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I Like to Observeby LuÃs Pires
A few years ago I went to London with some friends. Just entering the airport gave me the feeling of entering a whole new universe. There were busy pe...
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Airplane Coasterby Helena Neves
I love travelling but I hate flying, which presents rather a big dilemma every time I’m at an airport waiting for a flight—they’re n...
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Madeira, A Wet Trip!by João Diogo
Clothes? Check! Crucial hygiene products? Check (except the swabs, I always forget to buy them)! Cell phone and mp3 player? Totally check! Annoying an...
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Eyjafjallajökullby Anouk de Jonge
In March 2010, I went on a trip from my home in the Netherlands to Brazil. I travelled around a little bit, visited Rio de Janeiro, Foz do Iguaç...
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Oh God, They’re Inside!by Diogo Almeida
A few years ago, I went on one of those terrible affairs known as “family vacations” with, well, my family. At the time this included both...
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Free for Flyingby Nicoletta-Laura Dobrescu
In 1998, I flew for the first time when I was a second-year university student. Many people may find it rather late for a first flight, but at the tim...
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Unexpected Happeningsby Vanessa Cipriano
When I first started to travel by airplane I was just a baby—not even able to walk yet. The flights were always to Belgium where we visited fami...
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Panic On Boardby Bárbara Sorger
My mother used to work in a publishing house that had three magazines related to Africa and Brazil. Once a year there used to be a party in one of the...
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Thoughts on Airportsby Marta Rocha
I don’t understand airports. Aren’t they supposed to be a place where people just sit down, wait for the plane, and then fly? I mean, nowa...
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Single Servingsby Cody Acosta
Every time I step foot onto an airplane, I order a ginger-ale. It has become a sort of ritual of air travel for me; thinking about the peculiar differ...
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NAS to BWIby Monica Aust
I’ve been flying all my life; in fact, I even flew in utero, when my mother was pregnant with me, when all I’d ever known at that point wa...
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Journey or Trip: Twenty Hours to Calgaryby Kobus Moolman
I recently spent two months as a guest of the English Department at the University of Calgary. I was on a sabbatical, completing work on my doctorate....
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Yankees at an Airportby Cara Marino
My aunt needed to get to the airport and my mother happily volunteered her time and that of mine and my younger sister. Our trip should have been unev...
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Field Notes from a New Terminalby Randy Malamud
It’s simulation day at Atlanta’s new Maynard H. Jackson Jr. International Terminal. Fifteen hundred people with nothing better to do have...
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Everything Will Be Fineby Jordan Tyler
We are making a trip from Dallas to Palm Springs for a national powerlifting meet. In the Phoenix airport, our layover stop, we are about to board. I...
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Bird’s Eye Viewby Kelly Ross
Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to...
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Oh, Airplanes! Gotta Love Themby Asia Stephens-Argraves
First, grab your pairs of pants and shirts. Don’t forget your toothbrush or you’ll have to use you finger for the rest of the trip. Once y...
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The Devil's in the Detailingby Erin Seidemann
I named my Cessna “Orion” for the constellation that was shining majestically above him on the night he became mine. Not too long after Or...
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My Czechoslovakian Plastic Surgeonby Tarn Wilson
He sat in the window seat, immersed in a magazine. I registered little about him other than he’d crossed his legs, he wore cuffed business slack...
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Please, Not Dallas!by Kyle Talbot
My history with air travel has led to an increased loss of hair at a young age. I’ve been late for flights, delayed by flights, and even uninten...
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Before Tray Tables Need to be in Their Upright and Locked Positionsby May Todd
Since I was a child, my parents have told me that I bloom where I am planted. This first referred to my habits as I learned to walk, but the phrase st...
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The Airplane God Doesn’t Mind Meby Jourdyn McClain
Orville and Wilbur Wright had their first successful experiment with the airplane on December 17, 1903. Today the airplane is not perfect or anywhere...
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Experiential Learningby Emily Roth
Until my first year away at college, I had not traveled out of the country. I had flown from Washington to Florida and yet never took the relatively s...
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Fears and Affectionsby Susan Vander Kooi
The turbulence started suddenly and I gripped the armrests and closed my eyes against my jarring reality. I was coming back home from a ten-week study...
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A Birthday Jinxedby Jessie Hodet
Birthdays are always a time for celebration. A couple of years ago my family and I had planned a fabulous cruise down the Mexican Riviera. My husband,...
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Baby Vomit and the Pains of Single Motherhoodby Katie Harriman
I was sitting in the aisle seat. My mom, my step-dad, and my then five-year-old half-brother, Sean, were sitting in the row beside me. We were on a fi...
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When It Comes to Flyingby Lydia Buchanan
I could tell you about the time that my family and I had to make an emergency landing in Colorado, amidst silver-suited firefighters and then had to s...
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If I Lived In A Disney Movie, We Would Have Ended Up Marriedby Krystal Valle
Alaska Airlines claims the flight from Yakima, Washington, to Seattle is only about 43 minutes. This is a lie. The actual flight takes 17 minutes, but...
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Unaccompanied Minorby Elaine Bassier
When I was 14 and a half, six years ago, I went on my first plane trip without my parents. Delta has a program that allows children from ages eight to...
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Missed Connectionsby Lauren Hunt
You: Twenty-something bearded fellow, right aisle seat on a Southwest flight to Oakland. Me: College student in the middle seat with the huge book you...
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Another Global Encounterby Jack Bernard
Gamba Osaka is a Japanese soccer team in the Asian Football League. I'd never heard of Gamba until Tuesday morning. It looks like pretty good team...
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A Brief Guide to Winning the War (for the Armrest)by Mitchell Linn Harris
Every ounce on an airplane is accounted for. Every ounce is expensive. Knowing this does not offer any sort of comfort when you realize there are thre...
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Cloud Hoppingby Phyllis McKinley
“You go first, Nana, to break a path.” These are my instructions from six-year-old Josh. I plunk onto a sled in the sub-zero Canadian air...
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The Night the Lights Went Outby Simone Ashby
It was 1996 and I was at the end of a two-week holiday in Malaysia from my teaching job in Korea. My employer had asked with no trace of humor that I...
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In Between Daysby Julian Hanna
Future wife and I were waiting at SFO to catch a post-Christmas flight back to Edinburgh, Scotland, where we lived at the time. It was the second leg...
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Dear Spirit Airlinesby Jeffrey McDaniel
I must admit something happened to my spirit during check-in: a dampening, but also a lit match dragged around the fringes. So this is what it feels l...
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Flight After Wifeby Valery V. Petrovskiy
The TU-134 aircraft was quite suitable, if not for all the passengers who packed it like a communal flat. Without passengers, the cabin would have loo...
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Seat Assignmentby Nina Katchadourian
While in the lavatory on a domestic flight in March 2...
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Invading Hawaiiby Cory Emerson
I sit in seat 22F, the plane idling on the Tampa runway, my brain idling in my skull. I am assigned 22E, the dreaded middle seat, but a heavyset, elde...
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A Conversation I Would Have Had With Thomas Kinkade on a Red-eye Flightby Mark J Brewin Jr
—for Kevin Malone When I was a kid I’d fall asleep in any moving vehicle at the drop of a hat. There was this one time when I was in my pa...
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Devianceby Joe Bardin
While living in Tel Aviv, I received a call from a girl I’d had a weekend romance with in New York City after college. She invited me to meet he...
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Departure Pointsby Roselle O'Brien
The sun was rising this morning when I pulled out of the parking lot. I stopped, shut off the headlights. They were the wrong illumination for the daw...
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Compass Pointsby Phillip Barron
"Thrust and lift," says the sexual sounding diorama diagramming how planes keep up in the air in the metropolitan museum of science and indu...
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In-Flight Connectionby Jane Blakeley
On a connecting flight from Tallahassee home to Kansas City, I fell in love. Or, rather, I was coming from one love and rebounding into the thin, synt...
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The Aerial Viewby Jessi Probus
Communities can be drawn, created, discovered, inferred. But communities can also be overlooked. There is a community of people who are all in airplan...
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Up, Up, and Awayby Sharon Kurtzman
For the last 16 years, my husband has spent about a third of each year traveling for business. The kids and I miss him when he’s gone and t...
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Spellby Laurie Stone
The girl’s navel winks below her halter top, and her dimpled ass swells above her terry shorts. Her perfection forecasts its falling off and is...
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Nostalgia for the Small Airportby Anna Leahy & Douglas Dechow
For several years, we lived in Galesburg, Illinois, a town with a small airport, a place we’d swing by, trying to catch sight of a takeoff or la...
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A Change of Flightby Rita de Costa
Even if I didn't have my nacrolepsy under control by that point, I thought I knew what I was doing—I thought I could manage the flight and t...
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Rest and Relaxationby Candace Mobley
Two weeks earlier I was at this same place with our three children. We each held red, white, and blue balloons tied to dying sunfl...
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Gain A Dayby Tim Lantz
During the second sunrise of November 1, 2010, it occurred to me: Last night I was in a haunted house on the other side of the world. It was the secon...
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Expect the Worst; Remember the Bestby Jack Bernard
Take a good look at this picture. Wide-body aircraft cabin, spacious seating, smiling flight attendants and so on. Remember this picture the next time...
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Holi-delayby Michael Cornelius
I was in my last year of graduate school, and I was flying home for the holidays. It was Christmas Eve, and I’d just managed to finish my last a...
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Chewing Nails Isn't Such a Bad Habitby Matthew Butts
I've travelled to China, Japan, and Hong Kong, but human existance remains a mystery hidden inside a complex and unbalanced duality called "b...
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This Particular Airby Christopher Shipman
My wife gets gassy and wonders if I still love her in this airport where she squints her face to shape how the air may smell for a few seconds, becaus...
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Holding Hands with Strangersby Suzy Eynon
I treat the date of travel printed on my flight itinerary as an expiration date. I always manage to board the plane, but the fear stews, seeping out i...
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A Reason for Flyingby Jeanette Lukowski
On Friday, April 24, 2009, my 15-year-old daughter ran away from home. The next day she was discovered in Chicago, approximately 650 miles from o...
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America in Decline?by Jack Bernard
I think of myself as a short-term pessimist and long-term optimist. I try to take the long view and think positively about people and the world. Latel...
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A Raincoat in Tunisiaby Andy Shaindlin
My foreign study experience as a college student was in 1985. I spent six months in Brussels, arriving in January. Brussels in January—and Febru...
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Plane Boredomby Chris Glover
You start out thinking it's a child-like feeling. You look out the window and wonder whether this is your first flight or your tenth. Maybe it'...
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Lost and Found in Newfoundlandby Cristina Garrigós
On September 11, 2001, we were flying on Lufthansa from Madrid to Washington via Frankfurt. The flight from Madrid to Frankfurt had been perfect. But...
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In-Flight Mistressby Roger Sedarat
After 17 years of marriage, I had a little affair with my wife. Because it happened on an airplane, to this day I find flying especially erotic. On th...
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Some Say the World Will End In Fire (I Imagine Him Laughing)by Hugo Reinert
For hours, it seemed, I stood out there on the runway with the other passengers—watching the fire crews, wondering if I might still make it home...
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Flush Away the Fear of Flyingby Scott Saalman
My great-great uncle, Joe Reed, was a wing walker in the 1920s. He also did loop-the-loops, barrel rolls and hung from planes' axles. Uncle Joe wa...
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Airplane Drinkingby Sara Elle
My name is Sara and I’m an alcoholic; I did some of my best drinking on airplanes. By the time I was eighteen, I had a fake ID, a rich boy...
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Dasvidaniya (Goodbye)by Bobby Fox
After a trip that embodied Ukraine’s unofficial motto (“Ukraine is not for the meek”), it came as no surprise that departing from th...
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Welcome to Dnepropetrovskby Bobby Fox
When I finally disembarked off the third plane on my journey to Ukraine, I was greeted by a foreboding, single, small, grey, Soviet-era terminal. Insi...
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It Happened One Bastard Winter...by Pearu Unga
I hate flying. My two-hour and ten-minute flight to Prague seemed to last for at least half a day. But then I had been awake all night and your brain...
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Expect the Internetby Stewart Sinclair
The commercial pilot has pretty well completed the transition from hero to robot that Roland Barthes explored in 1955 in his essay “The Jet-Man....
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Ukrainian Airlinesby Bobby Fox
When I arrived at the gate for connecting flight from Germany to Dnepropetrovsk, Ukraine, it was clear I wasn’t in Kansas anymore. The crowded w...
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The Kind of Fun I Hateby Donald Dunbar
Though my flight was at eight in the morning, I decided (?) it would be an excellent idea to stay up until six-ish smoking bowl after bowl with Vaness...
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It All Happened With Courtesyby Jess Stoner
It was 2000, and I had arrived at Reagan National Airport with enough time to have a beer before my flight. It was only a few months after the Music C...
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Coming and Going: An Excerpt From My Touring Journalsby David A. Fitschen
2/28/98 Quantas Airways Seat 51H I could have started a few days before this, but I saw no point. The flight is now. Which mak...
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The Great Wentby Matthew Dexter
I walked through the Newark International Airport metal detector with an ounce of marijuana in my jockstrap and two pellets of mescaline in my sock. I...
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Is There Something I Should Know?by B. Frayn Masters
On a plane back home from Portland, OR, to Burbank, CA, I flopped into my spacious window seat. A few months earlier, through a humor-driven letter pl...
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Dominican Shuffleby Marisa Mangani
Twenty minutes into the flight and the plane’s ceiling tore open. Misty air fogged into the cabin. It had been a three-hour wait in the Miami ai...
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God, Please Let Me Fitby Rebecca Renee Hess
I am overweight. Since childhood, size has defined me. Teased, tormented and taunted as a kid because of my butt and belly, adulthood and obesity pres...
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The Power of Beauty Foundby Fargo Kantrowitz
I remember the snow. I wasn't brought up on snow back in the deserts of Las Vegas, but in Boston they had a lot of it. I remember it sitting in th...
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I Was Not the Stewardess of His Porno Moviesby Amanda Pleva
"Now boarding all rows for Flight 920, with service to Tokyo Narita." I stared longingly at the neighboring gate as I waited with my crew fo...
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Take Flightby Chelsey Johnson
I have always led parallel lives, as if one were not enough. Some people do this by having affairs, or playing Second Life or World of Warcraft, or li...
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Air Americaby Alex Pruteanu
I flew to Washington DC from Fort Lauderdale one week after 9/11. The country was still gripped by fear or perceived fear or government-manufactured f...
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You Are Now Free to Go Fuck Yourselfby Jonathan Small
*DING* “Uh, well folks, looks like our trusty little, uh, navigator here, well, she seems to be pointing us in, uh, the wrong way here, so, we&r...
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Airport-Only Statesby Dustin Michael
I. There’s a minor interrogation going on in the front of the plane. The old guy in 1C is laying it on the flight attendant, a tall redhead in h...
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Lightning Crashesby L. Marie Cook
My bags were safely in the overhead compartment. I had managed to pack reasonable clothing in between paralyzing fits of sadness that left my brain co...
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Wizardsby Vance Osterhout
A wizard is a person who knows so much more about a subject than you that their knowledge of how to manipulate reality escapes your understanding comp...
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A Whole Different Animalby James Schaberg
As we roll toward the runway in preparation for takeoff, I catch sight of two red foxes. The pair is skirting the taxiway in the tall brush, probably...
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The Age Complexby Kimberly Schubert
It's a strange feeling to be stuck between two fat people, two relatively thin walls, and certain death. Using my arm rests is out of the que...
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Grieving On A Jet Planeby Brenda Tobias
Are there any airplane experiences left that do not bear a strong resemblance to an emergency shelter? This is not a rhetorical question. When th...
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Cabin Pressureby Jeffrey Morgan
My father has a hot pink suitcase. When I don’t fly with him, I think about it. I think about it during descent. Maybe it’s the cabin pres...
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Christmas at 40,000 Feetby Katie Pugh
There’s no holiday spirit in airports. It’s Christmas, and I am flying from Pittsburgh to southern Virginia to visit my family. Everybody...
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The Taste of Guiltby Alethea Kehas
Each summer when I was a child, my sister and I would fly 3,000 miles across the country to visit a place my mother was trying to forget. We drove fro...
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Profoundly Unpreparedby Mara Huber
I wish I could recall when the utter absurdity of that initial trip revealed itself. I was dropped off at the airport by taxi, not wanting to disturb...
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Strangers in Coachby Kelly Bergin
The first hour is anxiety. The pot she smoked in short-term parking is wearing off and the panic becomes physical when she realizes that her medicine...
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Crazy Planeby Jennifer Cresap
Once upon a time, I wore coordinating pant suits with crisp white shirts and sensible low-heeled shoes and flew all over the country meeting with clie...
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Barely Airborneby Vincent Eaton
“Over there is your airplane, sir.” The Munich airport employee had checked my one-way ticket to Rome, then gestured to the bright tarmac...
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The Work of Gravityby Roxane Gay
When I was a child, the people who smoked at the back of the airplane were so sophisticated. They sat in the last four or five or six rows, lounging i...
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Returning to the Waterby Marisa Mangani
It’s August and I’ll be fifty in nine days. We’re at the Tampa Airport, checked in and sitting at the bar for a breakfast rum drink...
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Dad Takes Flightby Carla Sarett
My father had not flown for a decade or so—perhaps even longer, certainly long enough so that he had no concept of the nightmarish array of secu...
Airports
Why I Love to Flyby Pam Houston
It is 8:00 AM on a Sunday morning in September, and I am down in the East Jesus section of the Denver International Airport where all the smallest Uni...
Airports
Animal in a Bell Jarby Tasha Cotter
In the dream the man is seen in the terminal with a woman. They are underground, facing each other, and the lights flashing overhead go in stages of b...
Airports
I Am the Passengerby Allie Marini Batts
Flight: it’s such an equalizer. Whether it's LAX or LaGuardia, Hartsfield-Jackson or Sea-Tac: we're all the same when we're waiting,...
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Love Fieldby Lillian Swanson-Day
I’m relieved when the guy takes his briefcase off of the seat beside him and looks at me. It’s pretty much the only seat left at my gate,...
Airplanes
This Is Your Captain Speaking, Mild Turbulence Aheadby Stacy Thowe
The day had finally come. It was my dream trip. After scraping by, cutting back, and eating at home, I still didn’t have enough money for the tr...
Airplanes
The Future of Commercial Air Travelby Mike Coe
“It is not really necessary to look too far into the future; we see enough already to be certain it will be magnificent. Only let us hurry and o...
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Air Prayerby Nicole Sheets
I swigged cough syrup as discreetly as I could, in a way that I hoped seemed all business rather than recreational. I stowed a roll of square Halls lo...
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How to Tell Your Travel Storiesby Dolores Banerd
Here’s what you need to remember when you return from any trip: No one wants to hear your travel stories. No one. Not your doting parents who us...
Airplanes
The Maori Pullby Catherine Newstead
After spending 25 days traveling with my son Blair, his girlfriend Helen, their friends Dave, Reena and Neil, I was flying home, leaving them to conti...
Airports
You Are Sitting on a Chair in the Skyby Tim Morton
Air travel brings up a lot of strong emotions, most of them negative: boredom, scorn, pride, paranoia, anger, loneliness, stupor, smugness, anxiety, s...
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Sky Bridge Ogreby Jacqueline Jules
Dragging my portable closet on wheels I follow a line of tense travelers whining over boarding delays and tight overhead bins until reaching my slende...
Airplanes
Contents May Shift During Flightby Justin Marks
I was on a flight home from Austin, Texas, to New York City in 2005. We were 30 minutes out from JFK when the pilot came on and said we had to make an...
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Writers Inside a Bag / Parabolic Urine Flowby Alex Pruteanu
I took Hemingway and Bukowski and Palahniuk and F. Scott and Hitchens with me, and we crossed the border into Canada like the hooligans that we are (F...
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Box Officeby Kevin Bray
In any airport that makes it possible, I like to see the plane on which I will soar. Most terminals I have been in afford fantastic views of the tarma...
Airports
Home and Awayby Elise Gottschalk
Mom tells me that as a toddler I'd look up at a plane in the sky and point and say "Daddy! Daddy!" I don't remember doing this, but...
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An Airport Idyllby Christopher Schaberg
It was warm coming down the concourse even in the late evening. The moon lit up the taxiway around the blinking lights and illuminated the planes. It...
Death
The Cardby Pam Howard-Jones
I’ve held this birthday card in my hands many times before. We are in early March and the card is ready to embark on its outbound journey to New...
Trips
Touching Robert Coover in Providenceby Marcus Speh
Suddenly I remember my trip through the U.S. in 1980: no cells; the locked dials of the Bakelite phone next to the motel bed. 70s colors everywhere, t...
Airplanes
Extreme Turbulenceby Bryan Batt
Over the past several years, I have become quite the frequent flyer, more so than I ever would have thought given the history of my fear of flying. La...
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On Landing with the Beaverby Sandra Gail Teichmann-Hillesheim
This new beaver stroller suits me, and I'm going to Chicago. Uncut guard hairs, and I know, too warm for the latitude where we live. The sales cle...
Airplanes
Never Drink When You Flyby Ian Ferguson
I had a great job that involved visiting our offices in Asia on a frequent basis so I became very familiar with the Trans-Pacific Business and occasio...
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There's Always Hopeby Wayne Scheer
Alex found flying boring, but when he squeezed past the attractive woman in the aisle seat to get to his, he thought this flight might not be so bad a...
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Airport Readingby Robby McChargue
Sunday, December 18, 2011 Returning home from Colorado Springs after a week visiting my parents, I find myself, as do all Delta customers, regardless...
Airplanes
Macaroni & Cheese for 6Cby Chella Courington
I take another half an Ativan, finishing my second cranberry and vodka with soda. The steward comes to the back row (it is a Monday), takes my glass a...
Airports
I Am Disinterested in Airplanesby David Myers
I am distinterested in airplanes. I have some interest in this. In his Critique of Judgment, Kant claims disinterest is necessary to aesthetics. Maybe...
Airplanes
Hawaiian Reservationsby Barry Basden
She flees on the first available flight. Still, her suite overlooks Waikiki. For days she stares out to sea and hikes the beach toward Diamond Head. I...
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Longingby Koty Neelis
Traveling makes me feel really sexy. I love the way people dress—in business suits and sundresses, in hoodies and pencil skirts. Some are travel...
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A Budget Traveler Bites Backby Dolores Banerd
On my first 14-hour flight to Bangkok from Los Angeles I became aware that I’m not at the top of the food chain. This is a place reserved exclus...
Airplanes
Going to See a Man About a Dogby Sadie Palomino
I don’t want to tell you that I am a hooker. That story’s old news. I don’t want to tell you that in my luggage, I’ve packed t...
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An Innocent E-Visa Fiascoby Christopher Allen
I wouldn't say I like surprises when I travel; I simply don't enjoy planning. I've left that part of the trip to my partner and traveling...
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Petsby Len Kuntz
Seated next to him, the girl keeps herself busy drawing pictures of dismembered pets—dogs, cats, rodents with collars. He pretends not to notice...
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Negative Spacesby Meagan Simmons
I am on a plane en route to the Virgin Islands with my mother, and my father’s body is undergoing an autopsy, and my senior year is starting wit...
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Mother Tongueby Alex Pruteanu
"I'm not religious," she says. "You know me...live and let live...whatever you believe is okay with me." Her favourite c...
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Pretensionby Kim Chinquee
On the plane to Mexico, the woman next to me said she was going to find Jesus. She bounced her boy, a toddler, and said Maine weather made her evil. S...
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The Real World of Flyingby Sabrina Nyka
2:59 a.m. and I am wide awake, one minute before the alarm clock goes off. I think to myself: it’s not right to be awake at this time for any re...
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Connectingby Weldon Ryckman
I let myself drift into sleep, almost. I lean my head back and allow myself to fall in rhythm with the humming undercurrent of the drone of the engine...
Airports
There is a First Time for Everythingby Chelsey Watley
I open the door, say goodbye to my family, step out of the car, and walk into DFW International Airport. I am going to be gone for one month, for stud...
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A Whole New Worldby Josh Highlander
Being a military child usually means lots of travel, from base to base and from assignment to assignment. For me, it meant constantly losing friends,...
Airplanes
If You're a Bird, I'm a Birdby Claudia Smithart
When I was a little girl, my dad frequently used to travel for work. He would go to places like New York and Las Vegas. I made him promise that one da...
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Taking Offby Taylor Phelps
As a fifth grade boy only months away from the start of middle school, I did my best to mask fear from others hoping to appear as the man I so despera...
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First Flightby Jacob Rodell
We have our special first times which might include our first day of school, first kiss, first time driving, and the infamous first haircut. One of th...
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Conquering My Fearby Payton Moreland
Years ago, when I was an eighth grade student in middle school, I was given the opportunity to be a part of a trip that would go to Spain. After raisi...
Airplanes
From the Cockpitby Jack Saux
This story dates back to the 1970’s, so all statutes of limitations have expired and airline procedures have changed. In the pre-9/11 era, occas...
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No Rest for the Wearyby Jody Hedstrom
“Ma’am!” The flight attendant barks at me like I’m a stray dog begging for a scrap of food. I let the curtain close beh...
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19Cby Jami Nakamura Lin
We squeeze into our seats, my sister Cori and I. I get there first, so I steal the aisle seat, crushing my pink backpack underneath the seat in front...
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From Diamond Bar, Californiaby John Sierpinski
My girlfriend, Jill, and I are strapped into this plane over Diamond Bar. It’s after our vacation, and we’re heading home to Milwaukee. I&...
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I Wish This Were Fictionby Elynne Chaplik-Aleskow
A few years after the commercial plane crash that killed my grandmother, my university creative writing Professor told me in his critique that I had t...
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In Flightby Lindsey Silken
When I decided to fly to Memphis for a second date, my friends were suspiciously supportive. I guess they figured that between playing writer by night...
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From a Seat Over the Wingby Konrad Eisen
I’m in the window seat typing...when out of the corner of my eye out the window I see what looks to be a rocket. It’s a plane, of course....
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At 30,000 Feet Aboveby Ehud Sela
At thirty thousand feet above the plane began to shake. “Turbulence,” explained the captain over the PA system. “Fasten your seat be...
Airplanes
Until We Landby Susan Hodara
For the last four hours of our flight from Nice to New York, the man’s body lay across the middle seats of the row behind us. The flight attenda...
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Surviving the Unabomberby Arthur Plotnik
I was 42 when the American Airlines aircraft I'd boarded in Chicago was set to explode in midair. Beneath me, in the baggage hold, was a live bomb...
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Coming Backby Kate Dernocoeur
The first thing is the light, opaque like glacial runoff. At first, I don’t even recognize this murky peculiarity as light, but I can see that i...
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Landing at Moisant Fieldby Louis Gallo
...at some point in my twenties: Bloody Marys, "Rhapsody in Blue," oxygen masks, Delta does what it can to erase the memory of the one that...
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Matching Bagsby Marguerite Kenner
As we roll along on the granite floors of the concourse on our way to Gate 44, I feel a bit hypocritical about the handsome matching luggage my husban...
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On Love and Aviationby Rose Cook
And so as we take off the cheerful man in the seat next to me, with his giant RAF watch with gold wings for hands and his crowned winged badge in his...
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Rising to the Challengeby Carol Tracy Carr
Fresh out of law school, I was happy to find a job, even though the hours were long, my boss was eccentric, the salary was pitiful, and he offered onl...
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Other Menby Christopher Schaberg
It was 2002 and I was in the window seat next to a man who had the aisle seat. This was on a Canadair Regional Jet, which has two seats on each side o...
Pilots
Somewhere to the West, Maybe in South Dakotaby Pete Olson
We just sat there for a few seconds, peering into the snow and ice crystals dancing straight at us into the windshield, front-lit by the landing light...
Airports
The Great Escapeby Stephen Rea
I admit it’s ironic. I’m trapped in an airport, the place you go to escape. I’ve been stuck in DFW for eleven hours. Best case scena...
Airlines
Holding Patternby Ander Monson
United Airlines flight 5437, Tucson to Denver, 5:15 a.m. Seat 10D backseat library Not for lending, these volumes, SkyWest magazine, with a feature on...
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The Day the Epic Beast Diedby Denis Robillard
I’m thinking to myself, what am I getting myself into here, folks? When was the last time I really got onto a plane? Surely it’s been over...
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Layoverby Geoff Watkinson
Although I’m surrounded by thousands of people at the Atlanta airport during a layover, it’s a lonely Fourth of July. I call Natalie, a gi...
Airlines
O’ What a Lovely Flightby Mike Duggan
Ryanair: Oh where to do I begin, Mr. O'Leary? Your airline appears to be a joke at every passenger’s expense. You're not kidding anyone....
Airplanes
First Flightby John Goossens
The West Jet plane that had departed Toronto Pearson Airport five hours prior started its descent toward the Vancouver skyline and the snaking Fraser...
Airports
A Personal Account of Terrorby Mallory
I am three days from getting on an airplane. After many months away from my husband and my family, I am finally going home. This is both very exciting...
Airports
Do You Suffer from Baggage Irregularity?by Gerry Holzman
I did, but I don’t anymore. On a non-stop US Airways flight from JFK to Phoenix, one of my suitcases went missing. Although I&...
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Albuquerque to Denver, Frontier Airlinesby Sandra Vallie
I could fall the distance between the plane and the ground in a bit more than two minutes. I have no wish to do this, but it’s good to know I ca...
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Civilisationby Edward Pinnegar
The sun struggled through the patchy grey sky to glint off the yellow tail fin, on which the logo of a puffin in flight seemed strangely motionless. A...
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Forgivenessby Linda Coburn
My usual modus operandi while waiting for a plane is to find a seat far from the gate and any aisles, away from the eager beavers who jump up the minu...
Airplanes
Old Man and The Skyby Birdie Jaworski
I made a trip to the Midwest, and flew home from St. Louis in a plane chock full of vacation people. I sat next to a window over the wing, and watched...
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Lunesta + Neck Pillow = Near-Death Experienceby Robert Landon
It is only on overnight flights that I allow myself the luxury of a sleeping pill. Not that I am afraid of flying itself. I rather like it, in fact. H...
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Airport Storyby Emily Farranto
I used to pass time at the airport. This was before heightened security when you could go unticketed, luggageless and sit in the airport bar or by the...
Airplanes
Moe and The Piper Cubby Claude Clayton Smith
At the far end of the hall lived a guy whose name I no longer remember, perhaps because I’m repressing it. I’ll call him Moe. Moe was suic...
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The Green Card is Salmonby Bart Plantenga
I always try my best to blend in when I’m flying because I’ve always been an easy mark for customs and immigration officials with authorit...
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Bringing My Baby On Boardby Nicole Heaton
I had a lot of apprehension about flying with my infant daughter for the first time. I had boarded many planes in my life, but never with a baby in to...
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Other People’s Bagsby Catherine Miller
Miranda July wrote in a recent New Yorker that she used to steal her friends’ luggage and then get her friends to put in a false claim for the insur...
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No Responseby SuzAnne Cole
August 16, 2003 Rod Eddington, Chief Executive British Airways Waterside (HCB3) PO Box 365 Harmondsworth UB7 0GB Dear Mr. Eddington: On August 11, 200...
Security
A Missing Forkby Ramona Scarborough
I was on a diet...again. So when I got on the airplane in Portland to fly to Sacramento, I brought a salad. When I reached the security checkpoi...
Airplanes
An Open Letter to People on Airplanes Who’ve Tried to Convert Meby Anna Vodicka
I once read an in-flight magazine article about businesspeople using airplanes as a vehicle for sales. They’d realized commercial flights were a...
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Window Seatby Jim Gustafson
So I am flying from Reno to Minneapolis, in the window seat. On my left the man in the middle speaks to the woman knitting In the aisle seat, her nimb...
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Overboardby Vanessa Junkin
February 28: Pearson International The mellow blue sky slowly grabbed up at the plane, cradled us in its fist. It was early morning and already dissoc...
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A Curious Seatmateby J. Ryan Williams
On my last trip to Dallas I was seated next to a business traveler who used Virgin Air's onboard wifi to watch YouTube videos of plane crashes thr...
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Stationsby William Stobb
As they do to many slightly cautious or even wholly reasonable people, commercial jets seemed unlikely to me—the weight, the velocity, the shape...
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One in a Millionby Michael M. Pacheco
Flying from Portland to Las Vegas is a fairly common trip for me and my wife, maybe too common. Earlier this year, we were passing through the metal d...
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Threat Level Orangeby Kristi DeMeester
It was only my second flight, and I hadn’t yet mastered the grace that inevitably comes to the seasoned traveler. The subtle removal of shoes, t...
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Two Flights to San Salvadorby Danielle Susi
May 2010 As our plane ascended, the New York City skyline was a silhouette of pillars, backlit by the rising sun. The sky, a hazy blue-green frosted w...
Death
Flying at Midnightby Michael Booth
If the scythe of heaven were to suddenly swing like a pendulum from a point, sing through the atmosphere—unthinking, unblinking—and divide...
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One-Way Ticketby Bobby Smithe
I was twenty-nine, already middle-aged in my mind, and had made my decision. By the time I bought the plane ticket I knew there was no turning back; I...
Airports
The Politics of Prestwickby Bhob Rainey
Leeds had gone well. Pints of improbably fresh Tetley Ale lent some effervescence to the concert, and the hospitality of the show's organizers was...
Security
On Second Glanceby Beth McKim
In those days it was as if each of us had been given a daunting assignment: observing and reporting all suspicious people and their activities. This w...
Airlines
The Somebody Else Up There Who Loves Youby Stewart Sinclair
NoLimits A sleek, glossy pamphlet reads: NoLimi...
by Kate Dorhout
I’d been on some long flights before, but the flight from Johannesburg to JFK was the worst flight of my entire life. I had been looking forward...
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Hungarian Novelsby Andrei Codrescu
On airplanes you should read Hungarian novels—they are the only reading that flies at the same altitude. I just let Skylark by Deszo Kosztolanyi...
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Frequent Flightby Ian Bogost
I will fly more than 200,000 miles this year. It routinizes, like an extended commute. The suburbanite knows every moment of the drive: on-ramp, lane-...
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Antarcticaby Bonnie Price
Looking back, it's bizarre how some of the most mundane afternoons have the potential to be transformed into storytelling magic. That happened to...
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Holding Handsby Kristin Sanders
When I was nineteen and in between my first and second years of college, I took my first and last trip to Las Vegas. I flew with my mom, dad, and sist...
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Coming Down is the Hardest Thingby Megan Volpert
For several years now, I have seen the sunrise every weekday. My primary instinct is to splash in it like a puddle, to go up into the abstract and two...
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The Banner Fieldby Dawn Corrigan
Like messages from an entrepreneurial God, banners unfurled across our sky each summer day at the Jersey shore, proclaiming unportentous facts like BL...
Security
Flying Au Naturaleby Connie Porter
Reading The New York Times this past August, I was drawn to the headline, “With Hair Pat Downs, Complaints Of Racial Bias.” Two African-Am...
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Ritualsby Anastasia Nicole Simon
I was raised Catholic so I carry several coin sized medals in my wallet depicting saints, the Virgin Mary, and Jesus Christ, more like a superstitious...
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Turbulenceby Roz Warren
I always request a seat assignment when I make a plane reservation. If you wait till you get to the airport, you’re liable to wind up squeezed i...
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You Are Barely Leaving Your Countryby Jenny Sadre-Orafai
You book your own flights. You don’t have a fancy assistant who does these sorts of things. You are scheduled to read your poetry at a conferenc...
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Round Tripby Gabriel Tolliver
An obscure Rolling Stones song started to play in my mental iPod—every soldier has their theme music! We moved in a lazy, single-file way down t...
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Airplane Haikusby Josh Lefkowitz
Memorial Day weekend. I'm on my way to North Carolina to visit my bro and his wife and their two kids, my three-year-old niece  ...
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Free Beerby Thomas Gibbs, MD
I was flying back from my mother-in-law’s funeral. My wife had stayed behind. Finishing a Heineken and ready to order another, I noticed the man...
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Taking Pride In One's Job (At the Cleveland Airport: December 29, 2002)by Christopher Citro
Here I am in an airport again, waiting for a delayed plane to take me back home to Kansas from my trip to Ohio for the holidays, a stale Caesar salad...
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Going Home to Strangersby Ramona Scarborough
I almost missed my connecting flight to Omaha due to a delay at the Portland airport. Quickly seating myself, I noticed a large, swarthy turbaned man...
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Airplanesby Michelle Auerbach
All the planes have been used on someone else. All the overhead bins are full. All the seats have been taken. All the coy mistresses, the fleas...
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The Less Than Perfect Flightby Hal Sirowitz
I was on a flight from New York to Pittsburgh. All of a sudden the pilot got on the loudspeaker telling us that we’re going to make an emergency...
by Brenda Bellinger
Seat belts buckled, tray tables raised, we nosed down into gray and white cotton candy. In sunlight and shadow, forty shades of green rose to greet us...
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Separation Anxietyby Allyson Goldin Loomis
Before I get on an airplane, I prepare to die. My terror cannot be assuaged by anyone’s quoting safety statistics, the laws of physics, or the t...
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High Altitude Pressureby Michael M. Pacheco
After boarding in Portland I settled in for a relatively short flight to Phoenix. For a while I thought no one was going to occupy the seat to my righ...
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Have a Safe Flightby Michael Howarth
It’s only during the past ten years that I’ve developed an intense fear of flying. I do realize that my chances of dying in a plane crash...
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A Moving Walkway to the Westby Steve Newton
I had just flown from NYC to Denver and there was a layover of a couple of hours before I was to catch a flight for Salt Lake City. This was a time th...
Airplanes
Accidentally On Purposeby Susan Perl
There was this one time I flew from Detroit to Miami and back to Detroit in one day. I won't say what I was doing. It wasn't exactly illicit,...
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Emergency Landing, El Pasoby Meredith Pond
About 45 minutes into our flight from Dallas to Cabo San Lucas, we hear the captain say, “Nothing to worry about folks, but we're making a l...
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One Flight Standsby Lauren Frederick
I haven't been on many flights in my life. My preferred method of travel is by boat, then by car, then by bike, then by hot air balloon, horseback...
by Cynthia Bargar
Sleeping bagels tucked into brown paper beds and free Boston Globes and Wall Street Journals greeted us. I chose Globe with its smoky volcanic Iceland...
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Flight Benefitsby Tony D'Souza
My mother worked reservations at United Airlines in Chicago before all those jobs were sent to India, and not having any clue how fortunate I was, I g...
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Rock and Rollby Cat Pleska
It happens many times a year: flights more resembling a roller coaster than a smooth glide at 30,000 feet. But while many like roller coasters, scream...
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Docufictionsby Harold Jaffe
Vodka A man swallowed a liter of top-shelf brand vodka rather than surrender it to airport personnel (who themselves would drink it after hours). New...
Airports
Loss and Being Lostby Simeon Hunter
Airports are a special kind of space. Architecturally they may be, like churches and fire stations, iconoclastic, singular, without reference to their...
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Please Turn Off All Cell Phonesby Kerry Cullen
I shove and shuffle inside the hulk of metal. I’m a cross-country college student, so these moments are familiar to me and I’m aware of th...
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Look-Alikeby Joseph Kavanaugh
I fly a lot for business—sales. I fly so much it feels like commuting. The flight attendants all know me by first name. They know my wife’...
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Like Fatherby Diego Báez
Miami International is such a piece of shit. It’s like nothing ever ends: terminals devour runways, runways birth terminals, everything always u...
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A Long-Winded Journeyby Maria Pinheiro
There are, in my opinion, two types of people in this world: those who enjoy flying in planes, and those who would rather embark on a long and arduous...
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Flight Mapby Marit MacArthur
As if the view out the window were not abstract enough, lakes as pocket mirrors, mountains as sugar-dusted alligator spines, tiny towns as constellati...
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Killing Time in Clevelandby Robert Ben Garant
One of the scariest things I've seen since 9/11 actually happened on the ground. At the airport in Cleveland. Waiting between flights, I wandered...
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Freak Watching Timeby Jon Bonkoski
Having been lulled to sleep by the droning whir of the turbo prop, I awoke to the yammering of the woman sitting behind me. I realized she had been ta...
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Play Dateby Jennifer Kowalski
Okay, it wasn’t really a play date; it was just my son and me. And it wasn’t weird, like that time a few years ago when one of my friends...
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Control Issuesby Matthew Guenette
This happened at Logan Airport, at the check-in. My younger brother was standing behind me. The woman at the counter asked if I had been,...
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Stearmanby Patricia Colleen Murphy
If you want to know for certain your father loves you, take his large wingspan hand into your delicate one. Remember how he pointed to each word as he...
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Security Checkpoint D – CLE – 6:14 AM – 24 Nov. 2010by Andrew Maxwell
It is hard not to ponder the prominent ‘spoils of war’ displays that are arranged in shadowboxes at major security checkpoints. First I wo...
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Humiliation is a Part of Us Allby Greg Keeler
Delta had just absorbed Northwest and I didn't know which gate to check in at when I was returning home from D.C. a couple of summers ago, so I we...
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Seven Deadly Tweetsby J. Ryan Williams
today at the airport: -> 7 days no sex makes one weak ughhhhh ready for my hubby to touchdown he mite get it in the car at the airport im so n...
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Loss of Blood Flowby Jim Courtad
It was a flight from Detroit to Austin with a stop at Houston Intercontinental Airport. My wife had a conference in Austin (where we lived for 6 years...
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