The Stress of Traveling

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Big jet airplanes? I�m scared, scared, scared. The thought sends me into physical fear. I just don�t like the idea of them. Small propeller airplanes I love. I would go out of my way to go on holiday on a propeller airplane. It�s all the same of course, just like taking your passport or sorting travel insurance, it�s just the concept that I�ve built up as something to focus on that I dislike and something that I like.

Deep breath. Fear. I actually don�t tremble but just feel quite physically scared. I�m pacing around the house arranging all those little things you need to do before you go away on holiday. Make a list of to do things, that�ll give me something to concentrate on rather than worrying about things that shouldn�t be worried about. That are really no cause for concern. But the fear returns.

It is just fear I tell myself. But wow does that fear have some kind of feeling. Maybe it�s not fear at all. Perhaps I�m just inventing it to distract myself from getting on with making sure theirs enough cat food so the others have no excuse to feed them while I�m on holiday.

I didn�t get travel insurance when I booked the travel tickets but I�m going to have a look on the Internet and see what�s on offer. Then I�m scared again. This is ridiculous. We spend so much time preparing and working and saving up so we can have a nice holiday, then just get stressed out with all the arrangements.

Hmm, I�m not actually that stressed. I think I�m looking forward to it. Well I definitely would be if it was a propeller airplane. Nice little airport with a grass strip runway. Somehow there�s something more real and free about going on holiday from an airport like that.

Lots of web sites for travel insurance. Perhaps too many. Maybe it�s all the same company. No, it�s lots of different companies and now I�m getting a bit tired browsing through the offers for travel insurance. I try a comparison site. That�s better. Suddenly I tremble, slightly, just a little. All those trains and planes and taxis to make sure I get at the right time.

I daydream for 5 minutes about learning to fly a small airplane and turning the field behind the house into a private airstrip. That would be lovely. I wonder about what it would be like to go straight from A to B in your own private airplane. I suppose travel insurance would be a lot more that way.

But it would be worth it. Years ago they were saying that in the future we�d all have these really cool flying car things with sky roads or something. That was so exciting. But no-one�s invented them, or at least no-ones let us do it.

I suppose that part of the fun of travelling is that someone else is usually doing the driving for you. Yes I should just get that travel insurance, sit back and relax.