TAFF - pg 9

ing airsickness is not to eat or drink anything for several hours
before taking off. I got my own pilot's license back in 1946 under
the G.I. Bill and I used to get sick as a dog almost every flight
until I learned to lay off the soft drinks and snacks before take
off time.

   Idlewild is a huge place and each airline has a section of their
own which is as large as the Cincinnati airport alone. Unless you
know where you want to go, it's easy to get lost. I'd taken this flight
from Cincinnati so I wouldn't have to change airfields. It's bad
enough, without having to come over from La Guardia or even New Jersey.
I took a taxi to the International Hotel, which is right at the edge of
the field. The 6 lane expressway runs under the runways & you always
hope the pilot doesn't run off the bridge on top of you.

   After checking into the hotel, I telephoned Pan American to see if
my name was on their rotter for tomorrow (it was) and was told all I
had to do was be at their counter at 9 AM the next morning. I bought
a paper to read, checked the tv schedules & saw nothing but crud on.
The weather report called for rain that night & since my room faced
the airport, I made a couple of time exposures with each camera. I'd
taken a nap that afternoon and combined with the fact that I was some-
what keyed up, I slept vçry little that night. In fact, I could've
done without a room & waited in the lounge at the airport just as well.
It was a short bed & a foam rubber pillow, which I detest.

   My alarm clock rang at 5:45 am and at 6 the hotel gave me a ring on
the telephone. I looked out the window and saw An overcast with a low
celling and a drizzeling rain. Pine! I had visions of waiting around
the airport for hours for the weather to clear or even the cancelling
of the flight. I ate breakfast, made the morning ablutions, packed up
and decided to call Pan American just to make sure the flight wasn't
cancelled. Not cancelled, I was told.

   So, I rode the bus over to the terminal building, checked my luggage
through & made the 44 lbs by carrying one camera & a lens with me.
Next It was to pay the jet surcharges and then to get seat assignment.
Since I was early, I got a window seat. Next stop was the observation
deck, where I took tome general scenes around the area & noticed that
the ceiling was rising and that the rain had stopped. I ordered a
couple of cartons of cigarettes for delivery on the plane & had in-
quired about customs, since I'd been advised to register my camera
equipment before leaving the U.S. With a mixture of German & Japan-
ese cameras and lenses, I might be forced to pay duty when I got back
unless I could show evidence if prior ownership. It way a long walk
to another building & I was tired, so I said the heck with it.

   We loaded at 9:30 AM and there was considerable confusion about
seating as the numbers were not clearly marked & there were a lot of
passengers to load. I counted 96 in the economy section & don't know
how many in the first class area. 56 I'd guess. We started taxiing
at 10:05 am, only 5 minutes behind schedule! The engines started
smoothly and if you weren't watching them, it was quite possible never
to notice. It took considerable time to get to the runway...a couple
of miles, anyway. There were 5 or 6 planes waiting when we got there
& more behind us. We got priority over the propeller jobs and at 10:40