I used to fly on average about 4 trips per month for work. This went on for about 5 years!
One time flying from Newark to Chicago we were supposed to avoid a storm but the pilot decided to fly out on the edge.
The storm direction shifted and we ended up right in the meat of it!
This was the scariest 3 or 4 minutes of my life.
The DC9 was like a paper airplane; wing-tips were bending up and down as if made of rubber.
It's hard to estimate how far the wings were bending but I'd say about 4 or 6 feet up and down in both directions.
Down-drafts were plummeting the plane so fast that anything not tied down would levitate, including people.
One time my butt was not on the seat for about 3 or 4 seconds!...seat belt pulling down on my hips.
Women and children were crying and I mean in tears. Flight attendants were white-faced.
Sometimes we exaggerate when we say "I thought I was going to die". Think about it.
While De-planing the Captain apologized to each and every passenger.
Just sayin'
