My Ride on the Concorde
A museum curator goes along for one last transatlantic voyage.
- By Robert van der Linden
- Air & Space magazine, March 2004
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With the arrival of dessert—seasonal fruit timbale, petits fours, and a selection of fine cheeses—we began our descent. We had flown supersonically for two hours and 57 minutes; in the time it had taken to have dinner, we had crossed the Atlantic. Before I knew it, we were preparing to land. With the aircraft pitched high and its nose visor lowered for a better view, we made a straight-in approach to Dulles, landing smoothly at 170 mph. The entire flight had lasted just three hours and 49 minutes.
Though I was exhilarated with my supersonic experience aboard F-BVFA, I was saddened that it would never again fly. The Concorde was clearly superior to conventional airliners—if only you could afford the ticket. And few could, which is why we’re unlikely ever to see an airliner like the Concorde again. But at least F-BVFA will be preserved forever.
Originally published in the February/March 2004 issue of Air & Space/Smithsonian.