The plane was so small that the slightest bit of airflow would cause it to bump, and this time the turbulence was particularly severe. Gao Guang was thrown up only to be pulled back down to his seat by the seat belt. Then he clung tightly to the armrests, praying that the plane wouldn't crash.
Gao Guang somewhat regretted chartering the plane. Had he known that small planes were this terrifying, he would have stuck with Ethiopian Airlines' flights. After all, if there were a crash, that would be a completely different story.
There is a road between Addis Ababa and the capital of Tigray, as well as flight services, but driving takes too long, and flights aren't available every day. To save time, Gao Guang followed Leonid's advice and chartered a small plane. However, this plane was nothing like the business jets he had in mind – not only was it small and dilapidated, but it was also very noisy. There was no sense of luxury, just the feeling of riding a tractor in the sky.