February 13th, 2009
Flying
I’m sitting in the new Indianapolis airport on my way to Maryland for the weekend. The airport was kind enough to provide me with free wireless Internet access, which I thought was very nice.
While I love the “get you there faster than driving” aspect of flying, pretty much every other aspect of it makes me a nervous wreck. I’m as nervous about getting checked in, getting a boarding pass, and finding my gate as I am about possible crashes. In fact, I might be a little more nervous about all that. I don’t know what that says about me. Probably nothing good.
Don't think of it as flying; think of it as riding a missle. That always eases my mind.