Last Row of the Plane

Flew into Las Vegas today and I had the pleasure of being in the very last row of the airplane. Now, with all the trans-Atlantic travel that I've been getting accustomed to, I don't remember what it's like to take a longer flight in a smaller plane.

Let's just say, it was a little turbulent. Near the end of the flight as we were landing in Vegas, I thought I was going to lose my lunch. That feeling was amplified in the last row of the plane. You really get thrown around back there. One lady a few rows ahead of me actually had to make a dash for the bathroom.

This makes me wonder if anybody actually uses the barf bags that the airlines so generously supply you with along with a copy of SkyMall and whatever passes for their own "in-flight" magazine. I've never actually used one or seen one used.

As I remember from previous flights into Vegas, McCarran airport has always had a bumpy landing. I guess there isn't much to block the winds from racing across the desert and throwing the airplane around. But this was a lesson learned for me. I'm going to try to stay out of the last row on a flight - particularly on flights into windy airports.