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Just guessing...the passengers from Arkansas must be thrilled to see beautiful Rome from such an interesting perspective. (That is, those passengers who have put up with their pilot's flying for these many miles. Can't decide what to use those paper bags for--put over their heads to cover up their eyes or for something else...)

Ah yes...the cattle got their money's worth on that flight...I need to charge them extra..
 
Approaching Athens' Hellinikon airport (LGAT)

Gear down and locked...
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Lots of sailboats out today...
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"Ladiesh and gentlemen....hic....prepare to land...at Athensh or shomewhere....it'sh all Greek to me...hic"
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As soon as the gooney bird of the distant Ozarks came to a lurching stop, von Wrecktoften staggered out of the pilot's seat, threw open the door to the passenger cabin and tossed a celebratory bottle of birthday vodka (that he had half-finished during his two-hour odyssey to Greece) into the lap of Ms. Winnie Cloud of Little Rock , who sat fidgeting nervously in seat 5A. According to witnesses, the unfortunate Arkansan promptly fainted...

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The lure of the mysterious East beckons...
 
was flying online, about 2hrs out, the plane apparently interpreted what i was typing into the chatbox as commands...went into a steep dive, overspeeded and died before i coudl shut off otto...will have to take the penalty and fly the rest offline
 
vW- Sorry about the chatbox Fubar and crash. I think we have all been there before. Can you post the busted Duenna jpg and text file please. (For the accounting dept).
 
Landing at LCRA, Cyprus
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Upon landing at Athens, all of von Wrecktoften's passengers abandoned their notorious gooney bird driver, save one...sitting in seat 5A, Winnie Cloud of Little Rock, Arkansas, sat guzzling a bottle of Scotch whiskey as the DC-3 lumbered eastward. Along with the sinister Baron and his copilot on loan from the Luftwaffe, Major Wilhelm Klink (who was certain he would be promoted to colonel once the race was over), the inebriated Arkansan finally landed in Cyprus several hours later...
 
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