Personally, I like to be in control of whatever I do. I am very much the type of person who steers well clear of any form of danger – theme parks, water parks, bungee jumps are all no go areas for me. I do not need that particular thrill to rock my boat. Some people call me a wimp, which is probably correct – I guess this comes from having a speech impediment and all of the horrible frustrating stuttering treatment that comes with it.
The thought of travelling by air therefore did not exactly excite me, I have to admit it scared the living daylights out of me. When I drive a car I have an element of control, if the aircraft crashes for whatever reason, my life could be over. I am not the pilot, I am unable to observe any servicing to the aircraft and I do not know its history.
Like most people, I had read that air travel is by far and way the safest form of travel. Guess what, I don’t care, I still would rather drive.
There has been a recent television series called Lost. This happens to be one of my favourite T.V programs and I have watched each and every episode. It did not help my phobia of flying though.
There has been a huge increase in articles in the press, possible due the success of Lost, describing people’s experiences of plane crashes or plane emergancies. I wish I had never read their stories as I can only imagine the fear and terror they must have been through.
I work for a composite door company selling composite doors and I also offer a DVD replication service on a part time basis. I am required as part of these jobs to travel and that of course means travelling by plane from time to time.
I had a rather funny experience the last time I travelled on a plane. The take off and landing are always the worst aspects of the whole experience for me, and this is where I am at my most scared. We we travelling down the runway, gathering speed, I gripped the armrest tightly, hoping that would help and thankfully the plane rose into the air. The person in the seat next to me then asked if he could have his hand back. Much to my and no doubt his horror; I had actually been holding this poor chaps hand rather than the arm rest – and it was more of a harsh grip than a just mere hold lol. I said sorry and continued to be brave.
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