App для отслеживания полетов в 1951
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lafeberВ начале этого месяца спикер Палаты представителей США летала на Тайвань. За ее маршрутом в режиме онлайн с помощь трекингового сайта Flightradar24 одновременно следили сотни тысяч людей. На пике это число достигло 708,000 наблюдателей. В апреле 1951, когда генерал Дуглас Макартур возвращался в США, за его самолетом также пристально следили многие тысячи людей. Как тебе такое, Нэнси Пелоси!
The Crowds in San Francisco began gathering hours before MacArthur’s plane came into view. The afternoon sun dipped toward the Pacific; a half-moon floated upward over the bay; high clouds parted like curtains on the stage of history. The most eager of the watchers headed for the airport, south of the city; others lined the highway and streets from the airport to Union Square at San Francisco’s heart. All took their cue from the radio reports of the airplane’s progress. Air traffic controllers put the Bataan [name of Macarthur’s plane] at the 138th meridian, altitude seventeen thousands feet, at 4:22 p.m. The plane’s speed of two hundred sixty knots would bring it into sight a bit after eight o’clock.
People in the city saw the plane first, its white and red running lights winking against the blue-black of the late evening sky. The rumble of the aircraft’s four engines sent a frisson through the growing throng. An amplified voice boomed across the runway and aprons at the airport: “The Bataan is making her final approach”. The crowd roared.
The Crowds in San Francisco began gathering hours before MacArthur’s plane came into view. The afternoon sun dipped toward the Pacific; a half-moon floated upward over the bay; high clouds parted like curtains on the stage of history. The most eager of the watchers headed for the airport, south of the city; others lined the highway and streets from the airport to Union Square at San Francisco’s heart. All took their cue from the radio reports of the airplane’s progress. Air traffic controllers put the Bataan [name of Macarthur’s plane] at the 138th meridian, altitude seventeen thousands feet, at 4:22 p.m. The plane’s speed of two hundred sixty knots would bring it into sight a bit after eight o’clock.
People in the city saw the plane first, its white and red running lights winking against the blue-black of the late evening sky. The rumble of the aircraft’s four engines sent a frisson through the growing throng. An amplified voice boomed across the runway and aprons at the airport: “The Bataan is making her final approach”. The crowd roared.
