When I flew down to Dulles last month, I actually enjoyed the
flight. I sat there either looking out the window or reading my book,
completely unaffected by the previous jitters that have accompanied my presence
on a commercial airliner. The last flight
I took with RTH was an absolute pleasure. I sat in the back and just watched
the scenery flow beneath us. Sure I still felt that little rush of adrenaline
and intake of breath when you and the runway first part company. But quite
frankly if flying doesn’t hit you with that buzz, then I wonder why you would
do it in the first place?
Flying has made me new friends, some local, some the other side of
the world. My lack of paralyzing fear has probably made me a nicer person to be
in the cockpit with. The fact that I am capable of uttering more than two words
at a time, we can actually talk, joke and exchange ideas whilst in the air. Something
I simply wouldn’t have believed possible a year ago.
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