The pilot said we’d have a wonderful smooth flight until we got to Lisbon. And he couldn’t have been more right. About the time he announced that we were crossing the border from Spain to Portugal, the blue skies started to fill with clouds. Ok, clouds can be a little bumpy. But then it got windy. Really windy. The plane was rocking back and forth as we approached the runway. All I could think about was that video on YouTube of the plane that nearly tipped on its side landing. Bill pointed out that the video ends with the plane taking off again safely. Details, details. I was scared. I think the last time I squeezed Bill’s hand that hard was when I was in labor before I got the epidural. We landed just fine. But what a welcome to Lisbon.