There has been a lot of press about the three Qantas planes experiencing engine difficulty and it was obviously playing on my mind as I went to sleep last night.
I dreamt my team and I were on a plane on our way to the Olympics. I experienced the whole boarding, customs, immigration procedures also. It was a small plane, only 4 seats across the aisle, so Sarah and I were sitting in a two and Anna and Marina were the other two seats in our aisle. Just after take-off, our engine exploded and I felt every jolt and spiral as our plane crashed to the ground. My stomach dropped, just as it does on a full throttle theme park ride and it was so scarily real. Sarah and I were holding hands and crying together, as I told her that I loved her...
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