Air travel during the Vietnam war was strange, especially if you carried orders that granted courier status for anywhere in III and IV Corps areas. If necessary, I could bump a door gunner to get where I needed. Needless to say, a few days R&R was always welcome. But, that's not the reason for this post. David Lange's query about the status of the school at An My started me on a search using Google Earth. (Sorry, Dave, no luck.)Searching for some of the other destinations for my travels brought back memories of flights all over South Vietnam. One in particular comes to mind. While travelling via C-7 Caribou from Vung Tau to Tan Son Nhut, the flight encountered some turbulent weather. (We were headed into a typhoon.) The flight engineer glanced out the window, then proceeded to do some calculations on that circular slide rule they always carried. No problem, or so I thought. After the third time of the flight engineer glancing out the window and hurriedly doing some calculations, I, along with the rest of the passengers, started looking out of the windows. The sea kept getting closer and closer. (It should be noted that a Caribou aircraft floats like a rock.) After the fifth time, the engineer opened the door to the cockpit area and shouted something to the pilot. Whatever he said must have made sense; but I never would have thought of cutting the engines to gain altitude. That manoeuvre made us tail heavy and the restart gave us extra power to climb above the storm. Gutsy!