Ok, as I said in my last post, we had to run across the Charlotte airport to catch our next flight to New Bern, NC. We made it a few minutes before it was time to load the plane - a small 50-seater with propellers!
This was my first time to fly in a smaller plane, and especially one with propellers. It was the kind of deal where you have to walk outside to get on the plane. Pretty fun!
So, when we got on the plane, I started talking to the guy next to me. (I like to talk to the person next to me at least for a few minutes just to be nice...I dont want to talk the whole time and whip them to death, but it's fun to kind of get to know someone new for a few minutes). I asked the guy if he had ever flown on a smaller plane before. He said that he had, and that if I've never flown a small plane before that I had never been to New Bern, NC before.
Then when we started taxiing on the runway, only one propeller was going. Marcie and I were a little worried, and I even thought about asking the flight attendant if something was wrong (boy, how stupid I would have felt after asking that!). The guy next to me told me that maybe we needed to get out and give the propeller a push and that we really didn't need the left propeller...that it saved gas to only run with one and that it would just make the landing a little difficult...no big deal. He was a pretty funny guy and helped us relax about the whole situation.
The flight to New Bern went well even though it was really loud with the propellers going.
When we landed at New Bern, the airport was so small that they just pulled up to the front door and let us out. It had three gates and was so tiny, but very cool. I had only flown out of large airports (I've never even flown out of Love Field), so I was very interested in this really small airport.
We got our car and bags and were off to Kinston, NC where there was absolutely nothing to do. We wound up eating dinner at a seafood/steak place in New Bern which is on the coast. I had salmon, and it was wonderful! I've never had seafood on the coast before, but I recommend it.
Next post, Day two.
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The last time I flew on that kind of plane was over the Grand Canyon on our honeymoon and I barfed all over the place!! Don't think I will ever be brave enough to try those little planes again! Anxious to hear about the rest of the story.
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