Now that was one of the scariest things EVER!
Honestly, planes, flying and all those anti natural stuff are way too much for me to calmly handle!
The day I first flew on a plane was...yep...September 11th!! And me being scared of flying since ever because of the images stuck in my mind from that morning of 2001 let's admit that experiencing this for the first time in such a date is not the smartest idea I ever had.
The day was a mess since I got up! And of course my dear boyfriend didn't help AT ALL cause we almost missed the flight because of him (he decided that a few hours before our flight he would play PlayStation, have a calm nice lunch with this buds and leave EVERYTHING for me to pack last minute).
Hop on the train that was late only God knows why which took 40 minutes to get to Lisbon. Then we had to get the metro and change lines about 2 or 3 times - while running with 2 huge bags (20kg each), another small bag, and 2 back bags!
I just remember crying, yelling and being nervous as hell cause we were incredibly late!!
All I know is we got to the check-in place 3 minutes before it closed (words from the worker himself), then ran to pass airport security and in less time then I realized we were inside the freaking airplane!
I think it's important to say ever since I was a kid I've had nightmares about being inside a airplane and flying. And so when they turned on the motors I started crying and wanting to leave that stupid thing (that for me was way too big and heavy to be able to fly safely). I grabbed my boyfriend's hand, closed my eyes as hard as i could, cried like a baby and once I felt it lifting of the ground i just started saying out loud "no more, no more, that's enough! Too High!"
From all the 7 times I ended up flying after that first one, this was the worst. It was 9/11, it was my first time being above the clouds, and we caught so much turbulence I honestly though that thing was going down with us in it.
I know you are thinking i'm just a crying baby, but the truth is this was and still is one of my biggest fears, and it doesn't seem to get any easier with time and experience.
Honestly, planes, flying and all those anti natural stuff are way too much for me to calmly handle!
The day I first flew on a plane was...yep...September 11th!! And me being scared of flying since ever because of the images stuck in my mind from that morning of 2001 let's admit that experiencing this for the first time in such a date is not the smartest idea I ever had.
The day was a mess since I got up! And of course my dear boyfriend didn't help AT ALL cause we almost missed the flight because of him (he decided that a few hours before our flight he would play PlayStation, have a calm nice lunch with this buds and leave EVERYTHING for me to pack last minute).
Hop on the train that was late only God knows why which took 40 minutes to get to Lisbon. Then we had to get the metro and change lines about 2 or 3 times - while running with 2 huge bags (20kg each), another small bag, and 2 back bags!
I just remember crying, yelling and being nervous as hell cause we were incredibly late!!
All I know is we got to the check-in place 3 minutes before it closed (words from the worker himself), then ran to pass airport security and in less time then I realized we were inside the freaking airplane!
I think it's important to say ever since I was a kid I've had nightmares about being inside a airplane and flying. And so when they turned on the motors I started crying and wanting to leave that stupid thing (that for me was way too big and heavy to be able to fly safely). I grabbed my boyfriend's hand, closed my eyes as hard as i could, cried like a baby and once I felt it lifting of the ground i just started saying out loud "no more, no more, that's enough! Too High!"
From all the 7 times I ended up flying after that first one, this was the worst. It was 9/11, it was my first time being above the clouds, and we caught so much turbulence I honestly though that thing was going down with us in it.
I know you are thinking i'm just a crying baby, but the truth is this was and still is one of my biggest fears, and it doesn't seem to get any easier with time and experience.