We had a crazy turbulent landing on the was into Washington National (some call it Reagan but the airport code is WAS).
Lot’s of sudden drops over the last five minutes on approach made me wonder what would happen at the runway level. Then I noticed we had to cross the Potomac River to reach the runway.
Luckily, we made is and the pilot got the nose down. We swerved our way down the runway while an old lady next to Elizabeth kept saying, “we’re gonna die.”
The old lady was wrong.
The travelers clapped. I was sitting in the last rom and swear that one of the flight attendants started the clapping this time.
The picture shows that they’re catching up with the snow in DC. Time to drive North.