Laguardia Airport: 131 passengers/crew on plane. 24 non-life-threatening injuries, 3 of whom transported at this time pic.twitter.com/UlvDtcuHUF— FDNY (@FDNY) March 5, 2015
Earlier today, a Delta plane landing into New York’s LaGuardia airport skidded off the runway and was stopped by an embankment mere feet away from the freezing cold East River. 24 people suffered minor, non-life threatening injuries and the plane got banged up, but the scene was amazingly free of tragedy.
I got in touch with one of the passengers of the lucky plane and she agreed to send me the pages of the personal journal she was writing in during the flight to get some insight into the reaction from inside the aircraft.
9:04am - I have to admit, I’m never afraid of flying until the plane takes off. But what’s the worst that could happen? Now it’s time to just settle in for a nice, relaxing 2 hour flight. Think I might read my book for a while.
9:16am - Oh fuck, looks like I lost the seat lottery! Apparently, Ms. Red Blouse sitting next to me wants to talk about cities she might move to! She loves New York but is thinking of moving to San Francisco “because San Francisco is more tech friendly but it’s actually just as expensive as New York now surprise surprise, and blah blah blah.” Jesus Christ who gives a fuck where you live or what you think about cities. Your experience with a city has next to nothing to do with the city as a whole anyway, if you are a miserable lonely person in New York, you’re going to be a miserable lonely person no matter what city you live in. Fuck off Ms. Red Blouse you piece of shit.
9:20pm - Some rumblings that the weather ain’t too good in NYC, might be tough to get a cab after we land.
9:28am - I swear to god if Ms. Red Blouse next to me says one more thing about the tech industry I’m going to fling my myself out the door of this plane. I seriously want to die right now. I hate her with all of my heart. Her voice alone is irritating parts of my ears and brain that I didn’t even know existed till now.
9:43pm - The plane tracker on the back of the seat in front of me is showing heavy snow where we’re heading. Hope I’m still able to check out the cloisters with Vanessa tomorrow, fingers crossed!
9:32am - Fucking great! Now Ms. Red Blouse has a friend. And they’re flirting hard! So uncomfortable. He thinks she should move to North Carolina (?!) because they have good college programs in what she wants to study (oh yeh, she’s thinking of going back to college to get a master’s or maybe become an English professor, she doesn’t know yet). She doesn’t want to go to North Carolina but keeps touching his shoulder and I’m over here like gag me with a spoon, stewardess!
9:40am - Sprung for the Boingo hot spot internet. It sucks but I did find out there’s a winter weather advisory for New York City. Wonder if the pilot knows…
9:42am - JUST KISS ALREADY, SHEESH! Ms. Red Blouse and Mr. Hoodie are talking about how New York City is too gentrified. No shit Sherlock you motherfucking ass-wads! That’s it I’m taking a sleeping pill.
10:33am - Just woke up from my sleeping pill and the snow’s really coming down. Hope Air traffic control has a handle on this situation. And thankfully my seat mates next to me have quieted down. It’s actually almost too quiet. It’s like eerie how quiet and nervous and worried everyone is looking right now.
10:35am - Probably gonna take one more sleeping pill. Everyone on this plane is creeping me out.
11:00am - OH MY GOD THE PLANE IS OUT OF CONTROL, I JUST WOKE UP AND WE’RE SLIDING TOWARD THE EAST RIVER WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON I’VE SPENT TOO MUCH OF MY LIFE WORRYING AND NOT ENOUGH LIVING I THOUGHT I’D HAVE KIDS BY NOW MY LIFE IS GOING TO END A MEANINGLESS INDECIPHERABLE BLIP ON THE UNIVERSE’S INFINITE RADAR–
11:05am - Ugh, Ms. Red Blouse is just standing up next to me, what do you want me to do?! The aisle is full of people, we all have to wait for the people in front of us to file out of the emergency exit.