First plane ride

first plane ride Never realized I was afraid of flying until I had my first plane experience in December 2013. Yes, you read that right. I just had my first plane ride. You’re probably thinking why a person my age has never ridden a plane until recently. Forgive me, I really don’t get out much. And I’m afraid of heights. Uh, there’s just a lot that I’m afraid of.

Anyway, I was very excited to travel by air since people have been saying it’s awesome! Apart from that, the possibility of being seatmates with a smokin’ hot guy brought my eagerness to an extreme level (forgive me boyfriend, just let me dream once in a while). I just thought that I’d get to be seatmates with a good-looking British guy. Then we’d be talking the entire duration of the flight. He’d help me carry my bags. We’d eventually hit it off and he’d come rescue me from this nightmare of a life. But, no. That never happened. Things like these only happen in books – such as the one I read about a few weeks before the plane ride. Thanks a lot, Jennifer E. Smith, author of ‘The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight’, for filling my head with fantasies.

The plane experience was nothing like I expected – it was nightmarish and traumatic. I had a lot of almost-puke moments when the plane started taking off. My ears were such traitors throughout the flight (my ears were at the brink of explosion) and suffocation crept through my lungs – like invisible hands were strangling me. I seriously thought that flight was going to be the end of me. At that moment, I wished I could just jump off plane with a parachute.

So there I was crazy panicking on the inside while my co-passengers looked really calm. After an hour of agony and suffering, the plane finally showed me some mercy and landed safely. But, I was left with deaf ears. Great. And what’s worse, I never even got to be seatmates with prince charming!

Ugh. Why wasn’t I informed that plane rides are scary? And yet they say ‘Ignorance is bliss’. I hope you choke, person-whoever-came-up-with-that-thought.

But, on the bright side, I did not end up sitting next to a smelly person. Now that would have been more frightening.

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