A few months ago I was on a flight with my elderly mother from Delhi India to Agra India, home of the Taj Mahal.
To begin with, our flight was delayed 5 hours due to dust storms. We waited all day at the airport and finally boarded a tiny Kingfisher Airlines propeller plane.
The flight took off and was rather uneventful for the first few minutes until we reached the cloud layer. At this point we hit very severe turbulence as there was some sort of dust storm in conjunction with a thunderstorm and lightning.
The plane was shaking and dipping wildly for what seemed like an eternity. People were crying, yelling and a few people (my mother next to me) started projectile vomiting!!
Thankfully the flight was not too long and we arrived safely at our destination. The best part of this story is when we exited the aircraft. My mother handed a full barfbag to the flight attendant who then had the nerve to ask if we had enjoyed our flight and would like to join the airline’s frequent flier program!!!
I looked at her straight in the eye and said… you have got to be kidding me right! Ha!
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