Obligatory disclaimer, *not a flight attendant,* but I did get this story from one.
Ok, it had been a nice smooth, (more-or-less) trouble free flight into Miami, everyone on the crew was saying what a change it made, even the landing was smooth and she was about to do the usual post-flight announcment... and at that point the front nose gear hit a 12ft long 'gator on the run way.
The front tires blew out, dumping the plane about a foot, as per training the pilots slammed on the brakes but by this point the gator had achieved oneness with the front wheel, and the brakes engage *hard*, and the wheel assembly just sort of snapped off...
Long story short, the plane skidded the last 100 yards or so on it's nose. At which point, shaken and her brain was sort of on auto-pilot she said over the intercom: "Welcome to Florida! Mind where you step."
The whole plane burst out laughing.
Ok, it had been a nice smooth, (more-or-less) trouble free flight into Miami, everyone on the crew was saying what a change it made, even the landing was smooth and she was about to do the usual post-flight announcment... and at that point the front nose gear hit a 12ft long 'gator on the run way.
The front tires blew out, dumping the plane about a foot, as per training the pilots slammed on the brakes but by this point the gator had achieved oneness with the front wheel, and the brakes engage *hard*, and the wheel assembly just sort of snapped off...
Long story short, the plane skidded the last 100 yards or so on it's nose. At which point, shaken and her brain was sort of on auto-pilot she said over the intercom: "Welcome to Florida! Mind where you step."
The whole plane burst out laughing.