So flying back home on friday went like this...Phoenix to Burbank to Oakland. No big deal, right? Not so...in the life of Betty....nothing is EVER ordinary. Somewhere over the southwestern skies between Arizona and Southern California...our plane got struck by lightning. HOW FUCKING COOL IS THAT! I saw a flash in the middle of the plane, as though someone was using flash photography...but no, it was static discharge from being struck by lightning. It was VERY cool...until our plane was grounded in Burbank for 3 additional hours while the FAA checked out the plane.
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