This is a picture I took in Charles De Gaulle Airport. Waiting for my flight, worried.You know. To be honest. I haven't been on a plane in 10 years (!) And this little Paris trip made it possible for me to resume to a previous life style (I used to travel a lot when I was younger).
So I sit on a plane, and during lift off, flying and landing, people are reading magazines and just not hyperventilating at all.
Now I won't say that I hyperventilated. But I was worried.
I hate that saying "statistically it is safer to fly" because that doesn't mean anything. Surving a crash in mid air must be around 5 % chance. If a engine goes down, so does the plane. I know that there are smaller planes that can glide down and land. But a big commercial air plane? I don't know.
I didn't have a problem with the lift off or even landing (even if most plane accidents occur then) but it was being in mid air, calm, just sitting, closed. It scared me! I hate that part. I wish I could overcome it. And maybe I will (I doubt it however).
There was a moment of peace up there, when I realized like a trapped animal that I had nowhere to go, and there was nothing I could do. And I suppose that made me feel paralysed.
But the point is, I really DON'T LIKE FLYING.
I just don't understand the aerodynamics of a airplane. :(
But, I suppose I'm just happy to be home and alive.

No comments:
Post a Comment