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For being such an adrenaline junkie, I have such an unnatural fear of flying, I don't even know where it comes from. Because for the first 19 years of my life I flew numerous times a year back and forth between my parents houses. My parents divorced when I was an infant and my brother and I would fly by ourselves to my dad's for the summer and the holidays.
I never had a problem until somewhere in my teens. Maybe an unusually bumpy flight planted a seed, I don't know. But as soon as I was legal the only way I could manage to make it through a flight was to get snookered and sleep until we landed. Even made flights to Hawaii and Mexico and from Virginia to California. But I haven't been on a plane since I got out of the Marines.
You can't get me on one. No thanks, I'll pass.
Riding the rails is just fine with me.
I never had a problem until somewhere in my teens. Maybe an unusually bumpy flight planted a seed, I don't know. But as soon as I was legal the only way I could manage to make it through a flight was to get snookered and sleep until we landed. Even made flights to Hawaii and Mexico and from Virginia to California. But I haven't been on a plane since I got out of the Marines.
You can't get me on one. No thanks, I'll pass.
Riding the rails is just fine with me.