I do a fair amount of long distance flying and at the beginning of every flight the flight attendant will tell us to relax and enjoy the flight.   Really, does anyone actually enjoy flying?   Think about it, you are hurtling through the air at 600 MPH, 37,000 feet above the ground in, essentially, a metal tube so fragile and flimsy that it probably would disintegrate if it crashed at 10 MPH let alone at 600 MPH.   Tell me, what is there to like about that?

I must admit that I look at flying as a necessary evil to get me from one wonderful destination to another; however, I hate every minute of the flight.   Many people complain about flying but they are usually only concerned that the food is bad, the air is stale, and the seats are uncomfortable.   To me these things are just minor incidentals.   I consider any flight that does not end in a crash to be a great flight.   Serve me only peanuts, delay my flight, even lose my luggage and I will forgive all if you will only get me to my destination safely.

I am always amazed when people hunt for the cheapest flights and are willing to fly on any airline if the price is right.   Would you seek out the cheapest brain surgeon or look for the lowest cost heart transplant?   No, so why would you risk flying on the cheapest airline that you can find?   These low budget airlines might as well come out and say, since we hire inferior pilots and rarely make repairs or replace parts, we can pass the savings on to you!   I once got bumped from a United flight and was asked to fly on their no frills subsidiary “TED” airlines.   Why in the world would I fly on a cut rate airline named TED?

I think that most people share my anxiety about flying even if they won’t admit it.   One sign that I am not alone is the phenomenon of an airplane full of people applauding when the plane lands.  Have you ever experienced a round of applause when your train, bus, or car reached its destination?   No, of course not, because it is only when flying that people need to vent all of that pent up anxiety at the end of the trip.

I know that, statistically, flying is safer than driving a car.  That may be true; however, many people walk away from a car crash but it is truly a miracle if anyone walks away from a plane crash.  Another way to look at it is if your car has a mechanical failure you pull over to the side of the road; however, if your plane has a mechanical failure you plummet to the ground.

I will take my chances any day in a car but, to me, every plane ride feels a little like a near death experience.