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May 3, 2009

First flight

I'm afraid that I'm still afraid to take my first flight tomorrow. My fingers are rattling the keys on my laptop as I think about what to type... I'm apprehensive, hesitant, anxious, uneasy, or scared. Whatever you want to call it... It's really just fear of the unknown, and I recognize that.

I've been gearing myself up for this for about a month now, which is about as long as I've known that I'd have to fly for this business trip. All the government cars were booked, so my colleague and I will be flying tomorrow afternoon. It's just to New York (and no, not NYC, sadly), but the plane still has to stop once in each direction. Fortunately for me my colleague has flown many times before and can guide me through the airport craziness. We're also seated together, so that should make me feel better too.

I swear I'm the last person I know (besides my two younger brothers) who hasn't flown before. I'm hoping it'll be a great experience and I'll be the one telling others how it's easy and painless and quoting statistics about how much more likely you are to be hurt in a car crash than an airplane. (This last tidbit never did make me feel less uneasy, considering I've been injured twice in car accidents within the last five years.)

Regardless, I'm packed (I've never owned so many tiny 3 oz. bottles of various things), and I'm (hopefully) ready to go. I return Wednesday night. I'm praying for a safe journey because that's the only thing left to do.

Posted by KarissaKilgore at May 3, 2009 9:00 PM


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I never flew on a plane until I was about 20, and that was an international flight, not just a little hop.

Airplane accidents are very rare, which is why they make headlines. You never hear about the hundreds of flights each day that go without a hitch.

Good luck.

Posted by: Dennis G. Jerz at May 4, 2009 12:59 AM



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