On Thu, 2 Dec 2004 12:14:20 +0100, "riverman"
wrote:


Ugh, I feel for you. I once had a flight from Portland, Maine to Newark on a
turboprop. ...

Yours sounds like it was a lot worse: nobody threw up on ours.
WhenI was 5,we flew in a Lockheed Constellation from Buenos
Aires toMiami. We made stops along the way, so we flew up
the spine of the Andes. The crew handed out barf bags, because
the entire time we would climb up to the peaks then drop thousands
of feet down, the sides of the mountains rushing in at us before we'd
finally bottom out and start all over again. At least that's the way
I remember it. It was exciting for us kids but some of the adults
didn't do so well.