I wrote a blog post awhile back on why I hate flying. Mostly it’s because it terrifies me. Not in an incapacitating way – I still travel by plane all the time – but in a way that I get anxious leading up to a flight and experience all-out panic at certain points during flight.
We flew a total of 11 times on our trip to Africa.
That’s a significant amount of time on a trip feeling like you’re going to die!
Ok, I’m being melodramatic, but I do have those moments.
But having Steve there really helps. Mostly what terrifies me is that I think every sound or motion change in the plane means there’s something wrong – don’t even get me started on turbulence! But with Steve there to explain all the sounds and motions, my panic was only momentary because all I had to do was check with him and if he wasn’t worried, there was no need for me to be worried. The worst part for me is landing and we came up with a strategy where Steve would start quizzing me before we descended about what was going to happen, what noises I would hear and what they would mean. For the most part, it kept my panic at bay.
Which was great because then I could enjoy looking out the window at the beautiful two-dimensional scenery below. Ethiopia is a gorgeous country to fly over, even in dry season. I can only imagine how stunning it would be when everything is all green and lush.
Photos by Steve