Turns out my dear wife at the time vomited all over John as they flew around the mountains. Apparently Kristina got motion sickness and was unable to suppress the urge. And apparently it was projectile-style and quite repetitive. Into the wind! And it splattered all over gear and clothes. Kristina was very embarrassed. Who wouldn’t be? And very apologetic. John, however, was incredibly gracious, patient, and generous. His responses was a Master Class of sorts in how to react and respond to such a situation. They washed and wiped off most of it. Hey, we are biological organisms, a cellular integration of fluids, solids, and gases. Life is messy!