FRIGHTENED YET THANKFUL
Bad flight still beats trip to ICU By Kelvin Wade November 25, 2010 It happened last weekend. I'd just enjoyed a Spamless eight-day Mexican Riviera Carnival cruise. I made it through an impossibly long Southwest line at San Diego International Airport. I made it through security without the horror (for them) of being digitally strip-searched and no one tried to touch my junk. But as I awaited my flight, I read an ominous text from my girlfriend Cathi's daughter. 'It's ugly out there. It should be a fun ride home. Like an amusement park ride. Yippee!' Yes, it was raining in San Diego but nothing to get upset about. The flight started uneventfully, a rapid ascension into the heavens. Soon we were high above the clouds looking at an amazing warm sunset from miles above the earth. I thumbed through Sky Mall while Cathi slept. I finished my second tiny bag of peanuts and downed a plastic cupful of Coca-Cola Zero. Then someone unleashed hell. The sky went black. I noticed...