I’m currently writing this sat strapped in my seat of the aircraft (don’t panic I wrote it in notes then transferred it to wordpress!) and I’ve discovered I’m not keen on flying.
I’m a worrier naturally and having worked in an airline for over 8 years I’ve probably heard more stories and old wives tales about planes than I’d care to think about.
However I don’t let it stop us going abroad (granted this flight is only my 3rd holiday abroad ever and 2nd as a family!) and I try hard not to let my fear show with the kids.
Easier said than done sometimes though! Last year the cabin crew who I knew laughed and said I don’t have air legs…. They were right, I don’t. Nor do I have sea legs either!
I hate roller coasters or fast rides that make your stomach drop and both of he hose feelings combined is what it feels like at take off, I won’t even try to describe what it feels like when the aircraft turns!
But is fear of flying an irrational fear?
It’s not one I think you can explain. If you could guarantee to me that there would be no turbulence and aircrafts never experienced any problems I’d happily jump on a plane but that isn’t something someone can predict.
Anyway, this post and some food has managed to distract me for 2 hours of our flight… Only another 1 1/2 hours till we begin our descent….
reading this is like reading about myself, I’m also a worrier and hate flying which isn’t great since we have just moved form the uk to northern Ireland meaning every time we want to visit friends or family we have to fly, we did the flight for the first time two weeks ago with my two year old, it was his first ever flight so new I needed to keep my fears to myself, the flight to the uk was ok and over very quickly but on the way home we experienced turbulence and had to put the seat belts back on, my son hated being strapped in and was tired so not in the best of moods and I’m sat there squeezing my partners hand so hard its turning blue lol, the worst bit for me is when the plane starts banking and tipping from side to the other, shame they can’t just teleport us to where we need to go.
Right I hate flying, was very lucky and taken abroad many times as a child, however remember us having to wait outside the toilets for my dad to come out as he vomited everything up. He was terrified but bless him, still would get on that plane to take us away. Ashen faced and shaking he’d sit there. It wasn’t until years later I realised he was scared he’d always say he had eaten something bad and just not to talk to him as he’d be poorly till we got there. It wasn’t my dad who made me scared of flying nope, it was severe turbulance and flying through a thunderstorm. Thats what got me nervous about it.