NY POST - Passengers aboard a Delta flight from Atlanta to Fort Lauderdale experienced a horrifying seven minutes when the plane dropped almost 30,000 feet in about seven minutes.
Flight 2353 was halfway through its journey Wednesday when the pilots made a “controlled descent” from the cruising altitude of 39,000 feet to 10,000 feet, Delta rep Drake Castaneda told The Post on Thursday.
Cabins are pressurized to an equivalent of 8,000 feet to prevent hypoxia — a lack of oxygen — and other physiological problems at high altitude.
Castaneda said it was unclear what pressurization problem prompted the pilots to rapidly descend to an altitude that allowed the passengers to remove their oxygen masks.
“They are trained to do that when they need to drop altitude out of an abundance of caution,” he said, adding that no one was injured in the incident, which sparked some white-knuckle moments among the passengers.
DeWoskin, who snapped pictures of the mayhem, said he contacted his girlfriend and his family to let them know “some scary stuff” was going on aboard the plummeting plane.
“In hindsight, we turned out all right,” he said, adding that it was his “intuition” to let them know he loved them.
Am I the biggest fan of flying? Absolutely not. Do I do it? Obviously, if I need to get places, and I can't afford a tour bus so my options are limited. But I'll tell you what, I'll take the credit hit and the lifetime of debt to buy a damn bus if I was on that plane. ABSOLUTELY NOT. Now, in retrospect, plenty of planes I've been on have slowed down in the air and have hit their fair share of air pockets that make my stomach drop and grip my armrest so tight my nails dent the plastic, so I wouldn't freak out at all, until the masks drop from the ceiling. In EVERY plane disaster movie, the first sign of trouble is those masks and if one popped down in front of me, I'd start saying my prayers immediately. THANKFULLY, the pilots knew exactly what they were doing and brought the plane down to a low enough altitude where passengers would be able to breathe freely without the masks. Still, plunging almost 30,000 feet in under 10 minutes must've felt like one big roller coaster drop that just didn't end. Thankfully, I won't be flying anywhere till December..f**k that.