I had lunch with as college student the other day. He lives in the mid-west and is spending the semester interning in DC. He took the train from Chicago to DC, almost 20 hours - you can drive it in 10. He got to talking and said last summer he took the train to Phoenix, 25 nonstop hours in coach. I asked if he had traveled much, and the answer was not really. He has family in Florida and had driven back and forth to Florida several times. I asked about flying and he turned pale. He is terrified of heights, and flying. At 21 years of age, he has never flown. He may never.
I know a couple of my regular readers don't fly, and I understand, but being comfortable flying opens so many opportunities. Being able to quickly go from place to place, has made it possible to see so much of the country and a little bit of the rest of the world. In large part I am comfortable flying, because I grew up around it. In little planes.
I missed my chance to fly supersonic. In a last ditch effort to find something in common with my first spouse, we went to Europe, twice, in one year. We talked about going a third time, British Airways was offering short Concord flights, out of London, over the Atlantic, over the speed of sound, have a glass of champagne and back on the ground at Heathrow- the flight was only like 30 minutes for something silly like 200 GPB. Another man came into the picture (spouse had an affair) and we broke up before that trip could happen. And now it likely never will.
I will take a hot-air-balloon trip one day. I tried in Florida in March but the weather was crappy and the flight cancelled - twice.
What are glad you started to do early in life?