nostr:npub189nhq0cw33243htm08c53vjvgc5letv7d9sgqtgqsn6fnx6dv8zs0fsatx it was only my second ever flight (the previous year I’d flown from Bournemouth to Dublin, which is barely an hour). The worst part of it was we couldn’t contact our loved ones for many hours. The only news about what was happening came from a Canadian sports radio station. Eventually the Canadians allowed us off the plane and drove us to a high school. Following morning we were billeted with local families - I managed to contact mine again last year. Lovely people
nostr:npub1lmlmw58fvhzaay8980zx8rgu4uk7gz68d8xavxe09xl5mjhmuhvsvryucw Wow. That had to be very scary. 10 hours is an excruciatingly long time on a day like that where everything is so uncertain. I lived in Manhattan at the time. My apt. was filled with everyone who couldn't go home and it was very stressful.
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nostr:npub1lmlmw58fvhzaay8980zx8rgu4uk7gz68d8xavxe09xl5mjhmuhvsvryucw What a crazy thing to go through and very cool that you're still in contact with the family. These types of experiences can bond people for life.