Finally it happens….I am entering the big plane, and Emmanuelle – the nice woman pilot who took me from Laeticia on the Paris Air Show – gives me the very best seat of the whole plane. Its a really nice plane…lots of space for every passenger. Apparently that is part of their concept, so everybody looks quite relaxed. But I am not.
I am nervous, REALLY nervous. It was fun talking about flying all the time, looking every day in the sky, getting to know women pilots and imaging how it would be visting “air places”. All that was so much fun. But sitting here in a REAL plane and waiting for the departure is something completely different.
Ah, there is Emmanuelle. She gives me a big hug and tells me that everything is going to be alright. Since she is the pilot I am starting to relax a bit.
The engine starts, wow, my belly tickles like I am having hundreds of butterflies in my stomach. Then the plane starts to move. First slow, then faster and faster. Yesssss! My whole body is being pressed in the seat and then…what is this?….I am feeling finally so light…yes, the plane took off!!!
I am watching through the window. We are indeed above the ground. And going higher and higher. I am flying, really, I do!
I can’t take my eyes from the window, even when we are flying through the clouds. Everything is so fascinating. When Emmanuelle stands suddenly next to me, I am totally surprised.
She takes me to the cockpit. Unbelievable how many buttons and lights there are! And then I get the VIP seat, I can watch the whole flight from the cockpit window. Wonderful, amazing, lovely.
I don’t realize that hours pass when Emmanuelle takes me back to my seat again. “It’s time”, she says. And yes, now I get another funny feeling in my tummy…we are descending.
Through the clouds again and then I can see the earth again. Lots of thing are going on down there, because we are heading to….
Did you guessi it right? – My first flight was also my first flight across the Atlantic…because we land in Newark! So, we are almost in New York, United States of America, but not really, as the second airport after JFK is a bit off from the city that never sleeps.
But thats no problem. I have been on my very first flight and I enjoyed every second of it. I am totally happy!!!
Now I am going to have a big sleep. – Need to be fresh for the next one!