Returning to the airport from a doors off scenic tour and suddenly, in the middle of my well rehearsed patter, the cabin is filled with plumes of white feathers. I prepare for the worst thinking I have just hit one or many birds but I felt no strike and have no indicators of a problem.....I look back in the cabin and see the female pax with quite a bemused look on her face and her once ample goose down jacket has been diminished substantially, and the contents thereof scattered over the beautiful island of Kauai.
Still pinch myself that I got paid to do that!