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This will be our first cruise, Chief. I'm pretty sure that I'd probably be more comfortable pon a smaller ship, but, the Boss Lady's uncle paid for our fares, so...

I got to thinking a few nights back about the size of the darned thing; it's like 3 football fields long 190 feet tall but only has a draft of 30 feet.

I didn't sleep well that night.
 
I actually realize that, Chief. There's just the idea that a 1/5 mile long ship that sits 160 feet above water only has 30 feet below.

I'm old enough to remember The Posidon Adventure. Ím not as young as I was so the idea of making my way 140 feet up/down might be problematic.

I'm already binge watching old episodes of Gilligan's Island, boning up on my lost island survival strategy.
 
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In January 1972, a scheduling mix-up put 22-year-old flight attendant Vesna Vulović on a flight she was never meant to work. A colleague with the same first name had been assigned, but the error went unnoticed — and Vesna, easygoing and unbothered, simply showed up and boarded.
Forty-five minutes after JAT Flight 367 left Copenhagen, a bomb hidden inside a suitcase detonated in the front luggage hold. The aircraft didn't gradually descend. It came apart instantly, at 33,000 feet, over the frozen mountains of Czechoslovakia.
Everyone aboard was flung into the open sky. But Vesna wasn't.
She was working in the tail section when the explosion hit. A food trolley slammed into her, pinning her body against the fuselage. It was the very thing that saved her. While the others disappeared into the clouds above, she stayed — trapped inside a crumpling tube of metal that was now in complete freefall.
The tail section fell over six miles. It struck a steep, snow-covered mountainside at the edge of a small village — the slope and the snowpack absorbing just enough of the impact to keep what was inside from being destroyed entirely.
In the darkness of the wreckage, among the silence of the trees, something moved.
She was screaming.
A local man named Bruno Honke — a former medic who had served in the Second World War — heard her first. He pushed through the snow and wreckage and found a young woman alive inside something no person should have survived.
Her injuries were devastating. A fractured skull. Three broken vertebrae. Both legs shattered. Doctors told her family to prepare for the worst — and even if she lived, she would certainly never walk again.
They didn't know Vesna Vulović.
After 16 months of surgeries and relentless rehabilitation, she walked out of the hospital on her own two feet. The medical staff, who had once doubted her survival, watched in stunned silence.
She went back to work for the same airline.
She never developed a fear of flying.
She became a national hero in Yugoslavia.
And she holds a record that has stood for over 50 years: the greatest height ever survived in a free fall without a parachute — recognized by Guinness World Records.
The mix-up that put her on that flight should have ended her story before it began.
Instead, it gave the world one of the most remarkable stories of survival ever recorded.
Some people are just not finished yet.

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