The next decade....what's in store?
Musings of a yamfooted traveller still trying to shake off those last 20 pounds as she treks across the Caribbean
So we sit on the ground and wait, and wait and wait. Then we here there was a problem with the load. I mean I know I had a few rotis and ting in Trinidad, but that couldn't have been it. Or wait nah....was it because my two bags combined weighed 58.5lbs instead of 50? (The ticket agent didnt charge me overweight though....I distracted her).
Anyway, eventually we got going amidst noise from the many Grenadians on board. How I wished they would be quiet. Juno was the flight attendant and in her opening announcement, no apology made. Of course the passengers asked about that.
So we take off, flight going ok. I had taken two Panadol multi symptom tablets about 9:30pm, after having half of the cheese sandwich, so was feeling drowsy and drifted off.
All of a sudden, I felt a twitch in my chest.
Now I had been taking these tablets on and off for the week without any adverse effects. My heart now started to race, my skin felt cold and on fire at the same time. Without hesitation, I reached for my bag where I had some Lexotam 1.5 mg tablets (anti anxiety) and at then rang the flight attendant button.
Juno came immediately and I told her I wasn't feeling well.
"Are you feeling scared?" she asked. Of course not. I travel several times per year. But I was just nice and said no. Then I told her I had taken the Panadol and I had the Lexotam and was going to take one to calm me down. She said no, that I had to wait 6 hours. I asked her if she was sure. She said yes. So I listened to her....half thinking that I was about to croak. The man beside me must have wondered what was going on.
Anyway, she said we were about to land. No joke....I envisioned me croaking in the air, with no medic on board, and then having to wheel me out dead. I thought about the landlord in Grenada, to whom I was going for the first time, and who was expecting me since 9pm or so, having to wait and me not showing up....
Then we landed, after me getting some trembling going on in my legs. Breezed through immigration (This CSME Skills Certificate thing really works! No questions asked).
Took a taxi to the hotel, picked up my other three suitcases and headed to landlord. Alive! Yeah!
Posted by yamfoot at March 3, 2006 07:29 PMLIAT!!?? Kiss teet! You won't see me tekking dat if it can be avoided!
If you happen to meet "RYAN FROM BARBADOS" (that is how he announced himself) as your flight attendant on any further LIAT flights...tell him some good claat fe me....(that is if he still has a job....) I should hope they would have the good sense to fire dat by now...but then again....is LIAT you talking..... shaking head.....
Posted by: Dr. D. at March 5, 2006 03:47 PMForget what the critics say, LIAT is the best airline there is. One of these days you all will hear about me, Junare Gordon- as one of the greatest pilots of LIAT right next to captain John-Pierre Degannes and captain Ricky Phillip. Although I'm only 16 years of age- I will be the one to put Stanford out of Buisness and reclaim all the land he has taken at Coolidge, Antigua. I attend the Antigua Grammar School, i'm in 4th form , I'm one of the brightest in my class and I call myself the C.A.O. 'chief aviation officer'. My father is a senior aircraft engineer and is working for L.I.A.T for 25 years, and his name is Junare Gordon a.k.a. 'Dragon'.The day I become the chief pilot of LIAT, I'm gonna get rid of all those pilots who dare to bring the company down to shame and if they gonna think about striking I'm gonna fire them even if they have a union and am gonna replace them with scab labour. When i become chief pilot of this great company, no one will be able to form a fool because i rule with a titanium fist-not an iron fist. So, remember me, Junare Gordon (i am a junior)cause i'm comming, and comming fast.
Posted by: Junare Gordon at March 26, 2006 03:24 AMHa, I know who ever is reading the comment at the top is laughing their heads off. That comment up there is a little entertainment for the audience. But on a serious note I would like to become the greatest dash 8 pilot or even the greatest in the caribbean. Maybe if I were to be in the possition of a LIAT pilot I would have probably striked to, but it's less likely I would. I went into my book one day and saw the definition of 'strike' and the common reasons for striking, and so I sat there and thought it through, and have come to a conclusion that they had a pretty solid reason to strike. All pilots for LIAT are very awsome pilots, they are the best and most skilful and I hope that I would get to work with them one day.
Posted by: Junare Gordon at April 3, 2006 10:51 PM