Flying isn't always a relaxing experience. Herald Travel has collected more of our scariest inflight experiences.
Read on, if you dare...
Is it supposed to bend like that?
As an ex-Wellingtonian now living in Auckland, hair-raising landings on trips back to see my family are a somewhat regular event to be endured. I last went down in late-February and the contrast between take off and landing was stark and quite frankly terrifying. Leaving a balmy Auckland summer behind, I was plunged some 45 minutes later into what felt likeatiny, localised hurricane.
Rain whipped at the window and I wished I was sitting in an aisle seat so my direct line of sight wasn't drawn immediately to the plane's right wing, which was wobbling like crazy. "Surely a plane's wing is not built to withstand so much wobbling," I thought to myself, convinced it was going to snap off at any moment. In the end I got so stressed I just accepted my fate and read my book, figuring I might as well learn something new before plummeting to my inevitable death.