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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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Airplanes
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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...
Trips
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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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...
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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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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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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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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...
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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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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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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...
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 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...
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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...
Airports
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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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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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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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...
Airports
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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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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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...
Airports
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...
Airports
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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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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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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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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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...
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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...
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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...
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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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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...
Airports
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...
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...
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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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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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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...
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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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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...
Airports
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...
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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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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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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...
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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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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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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...
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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...
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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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...
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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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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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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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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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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...
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...
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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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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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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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...
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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...
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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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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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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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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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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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