their bilious effect, and their fairies and their little people. But no one has written of a bird's-eye view of one from an imaginative eye.
I may not be cold, but my coat will make me more comfortable.
4000 ft. More than three tons of us hurtling through the air. We are in the storm now. 3 tons is shaken considerably.
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People are so likely to think of planes as frail craft that I draw attention to this entry. Friendship weighs 6000 pounds empty, and on the flight she carried about her own weight again.
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Log Book:
Bill is nosing her down, all motors wide.
We are bucking a head wind and rain. Heaviest storm I have ever been in, in the air, and had to go through. The sea below looks fairly placid, but of course the surface appears flat from 3000.
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A surprising element of flying, at first, is the
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