In the mid-1990s, I worked at McDonnell-Douglas in Southern California and would rent a Cessna 152 every Wednesday at 5:00 pm to fly out of Long Beach airport for pleasure and to keep current. Co-workers knew of my flying routine and one day, a young woman asked if she could get a ride with me. I said yes and as a basic passenger rule, I asked whether she got airsick or carsick. I was assured it would not be a problem. We met at the club facility and preflighted the plane, got in, did the passenger briefing and took off for a tour out over the ocean close to shore. Air was smooth, visibility was fine and the plane worked perfectly.
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