People pay good money for this at amusement parks, this is a freebie!
Some people do. Other people do not care for amusement park rides precisely because they don't consider it fun to be jostled about in a metal container. IJS.
But I don't mind the aeronautics of flying, really. I dislike flying because of crowds, inconvenience, delays, taxi-ing, security nonsense, cramped seats, bad food, crying babies, dry air, engine noise, lost luggage, baggage carousels...
I don't particularly love or hate driving, but at least the things annoying me are hardly ever in the car with me. And I love traveling by train.
classy, NYP. classy.
it's possibly i'm alone in my fear of flying. basically i just have a fear of flying and dying alone. i'm much less nervous when i'm flying with someone i know. weird, huh? i don't feel the same way about getting in a car though.
Hubby once drove Highway One in a Forest Service fire truck when he realized he'd just been passed
by one of his own wheels!
He very carefully throttled down a little and had to drive several miles till he found a place to pull over. Fortunately he had enough other wheels to cover the missing one.
Kat, the Army actually has a "we overpaid you but it would be a real hardship to pay back exception". Any chance the district has something similar?
Jesus, Kat, that's insane.
I am not my brother; he loves driving. It's just a part of my day. Sometimes it is even fun.
What in the world, Kat? That bites.
I love flying. I love driving. I love transport of pretty much all kinds. I like the idleness, watching the world fly past my windows. I like the sense of anticipation, destination, departure, arrival.
I like transitional spaces in general. Being in my van isn't being anywhere, it's just going. And sometimes I like going better than getting there.
I also like the deep conversations that it seems isn't possible to have outside of really long road trips where you've been on the highway for so long and you're road-weary and bored and you've already talked about all the normal things you can.
Then you're somehow allowed to talk about other, more esoteric things. More personal things. I love that.
I have big control issues, and yet I'm fine with flying. And driving.
Then you're somehow allowed to talk about other, more esoteric things. More personal things. I love that.
Yeah. When I was in high school, most of my really intense conversations with friends and my GF took place while driving.
