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I Can’t Flight This Feeling…

April 1, 2011
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I'm in the third window back.

For the first time in three years, I took a plane flight to a destination far away.  It was everything I remembered and more.  I got the airport late, so my checked bag didn’t make the flight, my sinuses felt like they were going to explode, and I had the privilege of sitting in the middle seat.  I also got the special treatment of a full body scan (that was new) which felt like something out of Schwarzenegger’s Total Recall.  And best of all, without fail, I had visions of my plane going up (or coming down) in an explosive ball of fire.

Maybe it’s just me, but every time I fly I have thoughts about my plane crashing.  I can’t help but sit there prior to take off and think KABOOM!  I keep these thoughts to myself while I sit there with a hundred other potential victims because I think that sharing would make me a little unpopular.  Of course I probably have these thoughts in part because the flight attendants are going over almost everything that could go wrong right before we take off.

Actually, I think there’s something about the stale airplane smell, lack of airflow, and forced invasion of personal space (I wouldn’t stand this close to people in a mosh pit at a Selena Gomez concert) that brings it on.  Or maybe it’s just the fact that I’m sitting in a giant tube of metal held together by a few bolts preparing to defy the laws of gravity.

On a side note, I love when they tell me about the floatation devices in case of a water landing when flying from Indiana to Phoenix.  If we landed in water, that would be just this side of a miracle.

So why?  Why do I really think about this?  It’s such a silly thought.  It’s not a scary thought to me.  I’m not afraid of flying or dying.  It doesn’t make me want to get off the plane.  It’s actually a bit comical… but most things are to me.  Of course, if I were actually going down with the plane, I’m sure I would feel differently.

And I’m never afraid when I get in my car… when I’m driving.  There are a few drivers I’m concerned about, but for the most part, I never think twice about riding in a car.  And from what I hear it’s more dangerous.  I guess because it’s less likely to make national news and I do drive every day, I’m more desensitized to it.

Do you think about this when you get on a plane?  Surely, I’m not alone.  As a matter of fact, tomorrow I hop back on that plane for my return flight.  I’m planning on getting to the airport a little earlier this time for my bag’s sake, but I have a feeling I’ll still be thinking of “great balls of fire.”  I’ll let you know if I make it.

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One Response to I Can’t Flight This Feeling…

  1. Dan Rutledge on April 2, 2011 at 5:19 am

    Personally, I love flying because of those incredible magazines they give you on the plane that sell stuff. They always have the strangest items that you wouldn’t dream of buying on the ground, but that somehow become all-engrossing at 30,000 feet. And no matter what the item is, it always includes an alarm clock. Like the combination am/fm stereo alarm clock golf club. Or the water-resistant alarm clock swimming pool filter. Where do these people think I am sleeping?

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