Flying today; this, an explanation of why my palms are sweating profusely and my stomach aches in a way that nothing but reaching my destination will quell.
Last night’s travel anxiety nightmare had me accidentally flying to Miami instead of New Orleans, my destination of necessity. I am disconcerted by the fact that in reality, the only other flight on the board at my gate is indeed, to Miami, leaving at exactly the same time.
I am comforted by nothing but a good book when I fly. Even that doesn’t help with today’s high winds and resultant turbulence. Currently, on layover at my personal hell, Dulles airport. Soon, flying again hopefully landing in New Orleans, with a day of non-travel during this trip. I’ll already looking forward to the weekend.
Ah New Orleans. Have a beignet for me would ya? Safe travels!
I’m not a big fan of flying, but it sure beats spending 22 hours in the car with with two children. I always pack an iPod and knitting to help keep me calm. Surprisingly, only once have I ever had an issue with my knitting needles going through security.