New Years Day- Aviation Frustration

Jan 03, 2005 00:55

So, on New Years Eve, I saw a bald eagle by the river and my mom said it was a good omen for the year to come. I am beginning to think, however, that the eagle's real message was to leave the flying to the birds.

If New Years Day was a foreshadowing of the days to come, then I am in for a long, cramped, uncomfortable, bumpy, and tedious year. Fortunately, though, when you sit in an airport, plane, or car for 18 hours, you come to some realizations:
a) I hate flying and am jinxed.
b) Turbulence is terrifying, especially because you have to put on your being-tossed-around-in-an-aluminum-shell-35,000-feet-above-ground-is-perfectly-normal face.
c) I much prefer peanuts over the oh-so dull pretzels now served. Apparently, peanuts are too dangerous a food to serve to the general public, although ironically, it is the pretzel that posed the serious national security threat to our president, Times' Person of the Year. I suppose if the criteria for this esteemed title is being able to make a complete mess out of everything you touch and still maintain the approval of over half the country, then he is very deserving.
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