I’m not much of a flier. In fact, my first flight was only when I was 18 years of age – I even took blanky with me.
However, I was curious back then… so the fear never quite struck me till I was in my early 20’s – Yes, I’m a bit of a pussy when it comes to weird shit like this. Put a clown in front of me, and I swear Ill see red.
Thus now…. its a full blown bloody phobia. I’m presently shitting myself for something that I have yet to worry about. And what makes matters worse, is my bestest best lady friend… just bailed – so now I’m flying solo. 
Fair enough, its only to Jozi – and its 3 weeks away. But my dreams have already been infiltrated with disturbing images of merciless in-flight disaster… followed shortly after by a nauseas awakening :0
Clearly I’m cringing for this upcoming trip.
Luckily, I am also attempting to embrace the delight of chilling with my eldest bro in that beachless desert up north. 
Urgh… Ive even had my fair shared of tranqs – be it sleeping meds, calming meds, or all-out numbness meds – so I should easily be able to handle this flight (I mean for fucks sake, its 2 hours?! I have done 12 and 14 hour flights without even a case of whiskey in me)… It must be done. It will be done. I cannot wait for it to be done. Valium here i come. haha
Fuck… I cant quite understand why I dislike it so much – besides the obvious fact that I have no way of saving my own bloody life. Give me my own exit, a parachute thats guaranteed to open, and a safe landing zone… and I’m pretty sure this phobia will relinquish itself from my compulsive mind.
Pilot/Plane technicians – Be fucking awesome.
Craig loves life too much.
November 26th, 2009 at 9:43 am
Dude, don’t put me in those small planes I swear, I freak!
November 26th, 2009 at 10:18 am
I have never been in a small plane. And I doubt I ever will… I’m forever hearing about them darting into mountain sides…
Fuck that.