Fly Me to the Moon

When I was a child, I used to get seasick and airsick. On a ship, you can retreat to the cabin or if you make it to the deck by crawling or receiving assistance from a steward, you can be force-fed soda crackers and fruit–for ten days! (I suppose to ward off “the bends.” Does that just happen in movies? Was it scurvy and not the bends??) At least there is a safe haven on a ship . . . but not on a plane.

On a plane if you make it to the lavatory (it’s not called a restroom or bathroom on a plane–the sign definitely says Lavatory), you can avoid the looks of horror/disgust or shrieks from the passengers surrounding you. I wanted to sock the guy who assured me I wouldn’t get sick as he proceeded to withhold The Bag from me. Not a good move, Buddy. It’s The Bag or your lap.

Thank goodness  I no longer have those issues of motion sickness–not in the least bit. Otherwise, I would never travel. I would venture to say that I rather enjoy the lift of the  take-off; it reminds me of a carnival ride. Looking out at the different cloud formations, interests me. And when I’m lucky enough to fly first-class, I admit that it’s pretty damn comfortable being a passenger on a plane. I’ve even been on a straight seventeen-hour flight: I watched nine movies, drank seven bottles of water, exercised in the aisles, and consumed three meals and a snack. The stewardesses even gave us hot towels to freshen up.  Since the days of old, I have probably been on a hundred-and-more flights.

Now I think I’m ready to fly to the moon.

© Teresita Abad Doebley. All rights reserved 2009-2011.

Quote of the Day for YOU: Within all of us is a varying amount of space lint and star dust, the residue from our creation.  Most are too busy to notice it, and it is stronger in some than others.  It is strongest in those of us who fly and is responsible for an unconscious, subtle desire to slip into some wings and try for the elusive boundaries of our origin.  ~K.O. Eckland, “Footprints On Clouds”

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3 thoughts on “Fly Me to the Moon

  1. Don’t think I’ve ever felt sick on a plane (though have only flown twice) but always got seasick. I love that shot!

  2. I have always loved flying. Wish I could say the same for boats, but unfortunately my stomach has a love/hate relationship with the water. As in, it loves to hate it.

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