Flight 697: Over The Sahara Desert

Observed flight 5990 to DFW at gate B4 being worked by Piedmont agents Chelsey and Jeannette. Agents used many of the elevate behaviors before boarding by greeting customers with a smile, listening to their needs and offering customers options. Agents did not ask if they could be of further assistance. A correct Welcome announcement was made which included information for Basic Economy customers. Several minutes later an announcement was made advising customers they had to “hold off” boarding followed by an apology. Nice job! Boarding began within 10 minutes after the delayed boarding announcement. Agents followed the correct procedures when boarding an UM. The dual lane sign was positioned against the wall and was not used. The sizer was

I must stress that we did not know that it was a plane. The building lurched violently and shook as if it were an earthquake. People screamed. I watched out my window as the building seemed to move 10 to 20 feet in each direction. It rumbled and shook long enough for me to get my wits about myself and grab a coworker and seek shelter under a doorway. Light fixtures and parts

8:44 am: Flight attendant Amy Sweeney, from Flight 11, reports by telephone to Michael Woodward at the American Airlines Flight Services Office in Dallas, "Something is wrong. We are in a rapid descent... we are all over the place." A minute later, Woodward tells her to describe what she sees out the window and she responds, "I see the water. I see the buildings. I see buildings..." and after a short pause, she says, "We are flying low. We are flying very, very low. We are flying way too low." A few seconds later she says, "Oh my God, we are way too low.”

As we flew through the air, in the moment, it was all slow motion. I blacked out for a split second, then opened my eyes, as I was in midair, and I slammed my head on the rough, rocky ground. My head felt like it had cracked open.

Tuesday, September 11, 2001, was an unusually sunny days for the early fall. After I walked my kids to school, I came back and I called Comcast because they had raised my bill. I turned on the news, and hung up with Comcast right away. A plane had hit the North World Trade Center. I couldn't keep my eyes off the news, and then a plane hit the South World Trade Center, and then the Pentagon, and then a plane crashed into a field in Somerset County, Pennsylvania. I couldn’t believe what was happening. When I saw the first crash, I thought it was a mistake; and then it happened three more times. The passengers and flight attendants on Flight 93 are some of the bravest people out there. After I saw everything I didn’t know what do, except cry. At about 11 am, I went into my bedroom and told my husband, “You’re never going to believe what’s happening in this world: two planes crashed into both of the World Trade Centers and everything is on fire.” Fortunately, I did not know anyone who had their life taken away in this horrible event, but my brother-in-law, was in Boston, and was supposed to fly back home, leaving from Logan International Airport. Since all United States airports and flight had been grounded, the best he could do was rent a rental car and drive back to Crozet, Virginia. For the second time that I

Flight 407 was the plane I was on. I was flying with my friends Leo, Dakota, Mark and myself of course. We all boarded the plane. 407 it was a private plane that Leo’s Dad owns. We were all going to Porte Margi for a hunting trip, hoping to catch bore. Mark Brought some food, Leo brought a hunting knife kit, Dakota brought a fire starter, and I brought a survival kit. We have been flying at least 22 hours, It’s really been nothing but steady air “ guys look! there's a flock of parrots. As they were flying the parrots weren't moving out of the plane's direction, suddenly the plane shifted left as if it was in an air show,

The airplane took off northeast from Runway 4 at 3:25 pm, Skiles was the first to notice flock of birds approaching the aircraft while passing through an altitude of about 2,800 feet on the initial climb out to 15,000 feet. According to the flight data recorder (FDR) data, the bird encounter occurred at 3:27 PM when the passengers and cabin crew reported hearing “very loud bangs” from both engines and seeing flaming exhaust along with a strong odor of unburned fuel in the cabin (World). The airplane was at an altitude of 2,818 feet and a distance about 4.5 miles north-northwest of the approach end of runway 22 at LaGuardia Airport. Even though the airplane was struck by flock of birds, the airplane’s altitude continued to increase while the airspeed decreased until 3:27 PM, when the airplane reached its highest altitude of roughly 3,060 feet at roughly 185 knots (213 mph). The altitude then started to decrease as the airspeed started to increase reaching 215 knots at 3:28 PM at an altitude of about 1,650 feet. At this point, Sullenberger took over the controls while Skiles begins going through the emergency procedures checklist in an attempt to restart the engines. Sullenberger asked the departure controller if they could attempt an emergency landing in Teterboro Airport as a possibility and was quickly gained permission to do so but he made his intention clear to bring the plane

When we were no longer on the ground I realized there were no doors to shut. I held my breath in terror as we headed into the sky and over the mountains. It felt as though we were swinging from a loose chain. We seemed we would slam into each mountain we passed. I forced myself to keep my eyes open, and somewhere between terror and anxiety, I disconnected myself from the possibility of danger. I soon realized just how beautiful this view was. The sky was a bright blue and the hills below us shined brightly. It was so unlike any airplane I had been on, as I felt I could reach out and touch the scene below me. Joy bubbled up over my previous dread and I thoroughly enjoyed the rest of the smooth ride through the rolling

When the airplane lifted off the ground, it was a cloudy and gloomy day in Alaska. I had changed on to flight US Airways 262 in the hopes of making it back for my father’s eightieth birthday. I sat in seat 10F, on the left side of the plane, which was next to one of the aircraft's emergency exits. I waited patiently for captain Frank Roger to finish the briefing and prayed that I would have a safe journey. I’m not a nervous flyer. On that account, I decided to take a nap as soon as the flight attendant announced “Passengers get ready for take-off.”

The plane began to shudder, “turbulence” I thought to myself, but the shuddering was followed by the wail of warning bells. I dashed to the front, desperate to see what was going on. Swirling grey storm clouds waited whilst jagged lines of bright light flashed metres in front of the plane

“Poof, bark, whir” were all sounds that the plane made from the moment the pilot started the engine. I looked around looking at how different people would react to these noises but they all seemed quite used to everything. I took a glimpse of a few people that were on the plane and I saw that this one bald white man who wore plaid had his laptop in front of him typing something that seemed to be long. Maybe he was a reporter or even one of those weird writers who write stuff as a profession. Two seats behind the man there was a woman probably in her early 30’s, pale skin, coarse hair, squinting hard to read the newspaper. Hearing someone whispering something I turned around in the back of my seat to see that there was an old lady praying something my mom described as “speaking in tongues.” All I thought about is how this plane was able to fly in the air without any strings attached to it like in the cartoons.

Through the emerging 21st Century, there was straining tension in the air with a concentration encircling the 9/11 terrorist attacks in the United States. The resulting effect from this event was the modification of the entire system of airplane modeling, safety, procedure, and technology to conform to the emerging dangers of air flight in attempt to making travel a more enjoyable and protected experience. Though this new and improved system of air flight demonstrated positivity and appeared to be a fantastic alternative to the previous regulations, the world was shocked in July 2002 whilst the Bashkirian Airlines Flight 2937 had a fortuitous collision with airline DH2 Flight 611 (Gugliemi 6). In this concussion, the air flight traffic coordinator was temporarily distracted while the two planes conflicted due to lack of communication. During the period at which one airplane descended 10,00 feet, the other ascended 10,000 feet resulting in the death of hundreds of people upon plummeting to the immediate earth (YouTube). In the movie trailer of the Aftermath, a specific storyline is developed in order to both captivate and inspire the spectators. Kayolev is confronted with the terrible reality that his wife, daughter and future grandchild were aboard the plane that resulted in a terrible demise. In the furtherance of this trailer, the original protagonist withstands a series of events and becomes an antagonist through realizing his external

When I stepped into the large neatly organized white polished plane, I never though something would go wrong. I woke up and found myself on an extremely hot bright sunny desert island filled with shiny soft bright green palm trees containing rough bright yellow hard felt juicy apples. The simple strong plane I was in earlier shattered into little pieces of broken glass and metal when crashing onto the wet slimy coffee colored sand and burning with red orange colored flames. After my realization to this heart throbbing incident I began to run pressing my eight inch footsteps into the wet squishy slimy light brown sand looking in every direction with my wide open eyes filled with confusion in search of other survivors. After finding four

The plane landed on the runway as the tires began to spin on the pavement as everyone on the plane lurched forward. As the passengers filled out of the plane with carry-ons the hot sun blinded the passengers as they quickly reached for their sunglasses as they eagerly parted their ways to start their tropical vacations there was a sudden disturbance among passengers. A loud sharp scream from women in the back. She was digging through her purse which was on top of her Louis Vuitton Luggage set.

The summer of 2006 was hot and relentless, luckily I was in the airport, spared from experiencing the heat. I was seven years old and preparing to go to China with my grandpa. The flight to China was a horrible thirteen hour journey. I was feeling restricted in my seat, experiencing a horrible headache and was feeling nauseous from airsickness. After thirteen hours of suffering, we finally landed in China. I was ecstatic and had never before, in my entire seven years of life, been so happy to see the ground.