A family emergency back home had the husband booking tickets and me anxiously attempting to fill a suitcase with anything that the children and I might need during our stay. We traveled the same weekend that the newspapers later claimed as ‘Desert Haven at its Wintery Best’, with dramatic temperature dips and the Weather Man predicting rain, thunder and even snow in some areas.
However, my distraught mind only took notice of the bizarre weather conditions after the captain announced, minutes into our flight, that all in-flight services will resume only after we fly out of the ‘turbulent’ setting. This mostly caused many tummies to rumble but thankfully for me, anxiety (and the ‘turbulent’ announcement) only dimmed my appetite for piping-hot stale flight food.
A few more minutes into our turbulent flight got Little Princess excitedly screaming ‘weee’ for it had become a rollercoaster ride that we had not paid for. Sid’s questions about whether the captain could navigate his way through the rain and if the aircraft was resistant to lightening only got me frantically searching for the Airline Safety Card, my anxiety peaking as I hoped to reach my destination in ‘one piece’. The lady beside me gave me a strange stare as her grip tightened and she appeared to mumble a silent prayer.
Thankfully, our captain was neither depressed nor suicidal; with a ‘fit’ aircraft and ‘healthy’ engines and all migratory birds cozy in their nests, he did not require to use Sully-like antiques to land us safely at our destination.
When I read about driverless flying cars that are set to hit the skies, the news felt right out of J.K Rowling’s Harry Potter. These ‘secure autonomous aerial vehicles’ are fitted eight propellers, in the case of failure of any one, the other seven could complete the flight and aid safe landing, in addition, to operate in all weather conditions except thunderstorms.
The husband claimed that this will come in handy for people like me who fall into the category of ‘always’ running late and then having to beat traffic jams.
Robots and machines are the future and are soon set to become the norm, but the very thought made me dizzy. Still reeling from my airline rollercoaster adventure I said, “better late than never!”
My dear virtual friends, I am yet to look into your spaces as I am still ‘catching’ up with all that I missed during my time away from the virtual world. Thank you for understanding!