Sunday, June 30, 2019

SIXTY. THIRTY. TEN.

From the cockpit, the southern side of the peninsula is clearly visible, container terminals and bridges to Green Robe Island. As you fly over the waist of the peninsula, it looks like the ground is coming closer. Sports fields can be seen below. Mountains. Then the checkerboard. Bank right for a sharp turn and drop about one hundred and sixty meters. Throttle back as you level. Maintain nose altitude below runway threshold. Lower wheels, reverse thrust, aim for the far end of the tarmac.
Adjust for strong crosswinds, especially during typhoon season.
From the checkerboard to the ground, about one minute.

A landing between a nightmare and a heart attack.

Billboards and the terminal to the left.

IGS approach to runway 13.



Amlodipine Besylate can make dreams much more intense, more real.
That's NOT what the purpose of the medication is.
But just an added benefit.


Seventy knots.
Rain.




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