traveler!

I have been know to hop in a plane and travel 3 hours for a luncheon for work. I have been flying since before I can remember, but it never gets easier. I am by far the worst traveling companion I know. It is down right sad, how pathetic I am. My stomach gets in knots, I begin to break into a cold sweat and I am feel like I am going to toss my cookies at any moment. It really makes traveling not fun. Unfortunately, today is no different!

Willie picked me up to take me to the airport. I had already warned him that I am a terrible terrible traveler and that I need to be at the airport at least an hour and half early. I don't care that I sit there and wait, I would rather sit at my gate, then stress getting in the car, getting through security or running to my gate. All of which I have done in the past and hated every minute of it. At the moment, I am sitting in front of my gate, typing on the computer. I happen to be sitting next to a guy that lives in San Francisco and was kind of chatty at first but has since calmed down. It was a pleasant but short conversation (remember I try not to talk to strangers). Not that I want to be rude, but I honestly want some "me time" to relax before flying. Everyone always says that its all about me anyways, why should today be any different. :) Just kidding.

We stopped up at baker's street after Willie picked me up for a calming drinking. Of course jack on the rocks and homemade ginger ale waited for me from my favorite bartender "Anita Mandalay." Willie and I sat, he drank his green bud light, while my stomach began to calm. Jack always does the trick. It is probably in my head, but no matter what a little "jack" brings me back to reality. After my blood pressure came back to a relative normal number, it was time to become a passenger. Willie drove me to the airport and I haven't felt safer with anyone else behind the wheel in a long time. With the sun roof open and country music blaring, I had nothing to do but enjoy the moment. Willie knows I am a challenged passenger, but he was sensitive and respectful of my dislike for not being in control. I made it the airport in plenty, and I do mean plenty of time to make my flight, there is a good chance that I could have crawled to my flight and still made it. I am finally at peace when it comes to this flight. Lucky for me my flight is delayed, more time to sit and talk to strangers :).