tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post7748131556546608186..comments2010-06-21T21:41:19.813+01:00Rachel Cotterillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969719330048416996noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-24592064053446939212010-06-21T21:41:19.781+01:002010-06-21T21:41:19.781+01:00No I think you win! I&#39;ll remember these next time I have a bumpy ride back into Sydney or some such - that&#39;s nothing compared to these!Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01961733332080072331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-25134636333350644342010-06-21T13:42:12.153+01:002010-06-21T13:42:12.153+01:00Thanks for your kind comments. <br />Expats again:-<br />I had to laugh about the golfer wandering across the fairway in Thailand. I used to regularly play on that course at the old Don Muang airforce base. I can assure you the noise and backwash from a 747 flying just a few feet above your head is infinitely more terrifying than the passenger&#39;s point of view. <br />Somehow, the new airport at Suvarnabhumi is much less characterful.Bangkok.Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17264997701918500688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-15594833498145469852010-06-19T22:19:22.313+01:002010-06-19T22:19:22.313+01:00I enjoyed reading this and am glad I have nothing to compare! However the Charlottetown (PEI, Canada) airport is the cutest I&#39;ve ever visited. The longest it ever took me to get home was 3 days. It should have been a 3 hour flight but I kept getting re-routed due to storms, which took me further from home. I ended up in NYC and got on a bus. It took all night but in the morning I was home.liliannattelhttp://liliannattel.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-83003247870642186842010-06-19T19:04:23.544+01:002010-06-19T19:04:23.544+01:00I have experienced one scarry landing, but compared to yours, mine was a day in the park. Enjoyed your post.Darlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11428797675882725547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-27165306402099895122010-06-18T20:26:03.681+01:002010-06-18T20:26:03.681+01:00Nope, none here. I have visited as many countries, but my only scary landing was in Thailand when I thought we&#39;d have a head on collision with a golfer waiting to cross the runway to his next hole on the fairway. Like the others who have commented, these are two destinations I can live without--although they are extraordinarily beautiful; I just had scary landings that much.Expats Againhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17179740220723589771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-55734045713095798132010-06-18T19:35:48.718+01:002010-06-18T19:35:48.718+01:00Thank you for cluing me in to airports I should avoid. :) Great stories. Thank you.<br /><br />Kindest regards,<br />Brook<br />http://www.Matt5verse6.blogspot.comBrookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05839719515965181650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-45723717723814123752010-06-18T17:21:54.022+01:002010-06-18T17:21:54.022+01:00Thanks for this post. My husband is a pilot and I read it to him. He found it fascinating.<br />MaryWriting Without Periods!http://www.blogger.com/profile/08790155653220261547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-6230237306043402542010-06-18T17:17:04.539+01:002010-06-18T17:17:04.539+01:00Notes two airports never to fly into, since circling at Heathrow can leave me feeling queasy on a bad day.Red-haired hikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10780478836756737901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104603688426505685.post-14757274736898140302010-06-18T16:19:36.429+01:002010-06-18T16:19:36.429+01:00OMG I would so be sick because I&#39;m such a wuss!! I don&#39;t mind taking off or the actual flying but I hate landing with a passion!!! Good to meet you Ian....great post.Emmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16414546801391294610noreply@blogger.com