Riding a plane

In reality, the road, at least in the United States, is far more dangerous.  There are all sorts of drunk drivers and people who text and drive.  Note, I think dying in a plane would be horrible too.  Nonetheless, the thought of death in a plane does not deter me from getting in one.

When I first board a plane, I wasn't scared at all. In fact, I was excited. Yes there is a thought of what if's running through my head and the main reason is because of the films and news that I have heard and watched. But thankfully, I was able to reach my destination safe and went back home safe. One thing that I love is the food because there are a lot of options to choose from The one thing that I don't like is the pressure of taking off and landing since it hurts my ears so much.

Being burned alive is no fun way to go. In that aspect, plane riders and people on a ship or submarine have something in common. In addition, other ways of death include drowning in cold water, after the survivors perhaps have to parachute out of the plane, or dying of thirst or shark attacks on the ocean. Even though what I'm saying sounds like a dark comedy, it's something to consider. Nonetheless, it hasn't stopped me from getting on a plane.

It's more likely you'll get in a car accident rather than a plane crash (and planes are extremely safe, weren't only 12 plane accidents in 2015?) so I'd say you have really high chances of living, although if your plane does indeed crash the chances of living are pretty low, so you're right to be worried about that.

To this day I have still have never been on a plane. When I was younger my mom and dad took us on a helicopter ride one time, and I got so deathly sick and was throwing up everywhere not to mention I was scared to death because it was so bumpy I swore then I wouldn't do it again. I know they have medication for motion sickness but I think it's the fact of the plane crashing I fear the most. For now I will stay on the ground and maybe try it someday in the future.

I will go on planes, but I am no picnic to go with if you happen to be my travel-mate. Actually, nobody wants to go with me anymore, and I can understand why.

Taking off is the worst part. I just feel like the plane will lift off the ground, and then decide it can't handle the weight or something and simply crash right back down to the ground. Once we've been in the air for a while though, I start trusting the plane little by little, like, well, if you've been able to fly for this many minutes/hours with no problems <yet> ...maybe I will safely get to my destination.

I don't mind landing at all. Hey, the closer we get to the ground, the better! I start seeing the tops of buildings and I think, "Hey, even if we crashed right now, we still might survive." And then when I hear the wheels come down, all anxiety is lifted off of me. I know we're about to FINALLY get back onto the ground, where we belong.

But I still hate flying. I try to avoid it if at all possible. I wish they came up with some kind of "low-flying" planes that only flew right above cars. That would be awesome. And safe.

With the way the world is at the moment, I won't be flying anywhere. Even if they paid me a million pounds sterling I wouldn't chance it at this time. Flying at the moment may be safe enough, but I don't think that security is sufficient enough to protect us. I know I may be OTT and my fears unwarranted but I can't help myself. The last time I travelled on a plane was coming back from Egypt to the UK during the revolution. It was the scariest flight I have ever been on. I don't pray much but I prayed all the way home, constantly. I'm just grateful to be back in the UK now and will wait till all the problems are sorted out before venturing on a plane again.

My very first airplane ride was a rough one. The plane suddenly dipped and we heard announcements from the cockpit to be calm. That made me more nervous about what's happening! I thought that was my end but I looked at my seatmate, an officemate and a seasoned traveller, and he was laughing at me. I felt that I had to save face and pretended to be calm. Inside, I was trembling and preparing to meet my Savior. If there's any consolation, I texted my ATM PIN to my bro and sis just before the plane took off and left the cards inside my safe which they can access in case something happens to me. I haven't taken another plane ride since then.

I am grateful that I have no problems while flying. The key to being fearless perhaps could be attributed to two things. One, is thinking positive thoughts and second believing in those thoughts. Being distracted may also help in staying calmer while the weak moment passes.

This is a common anxiety among many travellers and nothing to laugh about. However, staying calm and focus does help.