in just a few months we will be leaving the united states for the very first time (for me anyway) and heading to the british land, england, for a whole fourteen days, two full weeks. seriously, if we get down to it, my “been there – seen that” list isn’t by any means impressive. besides new york (which is currently my very favorite place i’ve visited), i have only been to a few surrounding states, which makes the u.k. that much more exciting (because it could get any more exciting?).
if we really get down to business, and i mean the nitty-gritty, not always having the funds isn’t the only thing holding me back from traveling to faraway places. it’s the flying. yes, the flying. i hate flying! it terrifies me to the depth of my core. i can usually put on a brave face for that two hour flight to california or even the five hour flight to n.y.c. (granted i have to be looking out the window the entire time to make sure we are still in the sky) but being in the air for hours on end, over mountains, plains, and oceans really freaks me out.
a few months back, we went to see the movie flight with a few friends and when the plane started it’s downward crash i literally started having a mini panic attack. besides being morbidly embarrassed (thankfully camden was the only one that knew), it only reiterated to me just how afraid of flying i am.
however england, i think you are worth it. worth it for me to try my brave face again. worth it for me to conquer my fear. or at least try.
