This is turning into about a thirty hour flight. The Pilot was apparently giving the flight crew a tour of
Heathrow Airport wheeling around at about three miles an hour before take off. (There were land-crew literally
running circles around the plane.)
We're finally in the air. And I believe now he's probably piloting this aircraft while simultaneously attempting
to complete all the objectives required to reach the next level in some extremely advanced Sega video game. He
just shut off the accelerator (probably so he can grab the coins he needs to make it to the bonus level).
I think the flight to London was piloted by one of those gung-ho vivron-addicted, ex-airforce captains
with something to prove to his kids by maintaining a perfect flight record from the time he took his first bomber
at Guadle Canal, until the day he retires.
The ride to London was effortlessly smooth. Even at night. Even through the rain clouds. Now here I am in
broad daylight. With the whitest clouds and bluest skies ever seen in nature and: <ThEEE CAptAIN Is EXpERiencing
TURBULANCE.>
-David Hawkins
