Did I Tell You I Don't Like to Fly?

Well, the flight was uneventful until we reached Pensacola and I thought something was wrong when we were there, but didn't land. It was 3:15...then 3:40...and we kept flying over water, over land, over water again, circling and circling until we were so low on fuel we had to divert to Mobile, AL. First, they said if you need to get off, take your baggage, and then about twenty minutes later, they said everyone had to get off. Over half of our passengers abandoned ship. Literally.

My poor so...