Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Confession Wednesday: Tourist Confessions!
I love travel. Absolutely love it. To me, there's nothing more exciting than packing a bag, getting on a plane, and heading off somewhere I've never been to explore places I've only seen in pictures.
When I planned this topic for Confession Wednesday, it was with the intention of sharing some photos and video of my fun weekend with Jennee from Cheap Therapy. Unfortunately, due to some technical difficulties, that's going to have to wait another day or two. Instead, I've got another confession.
It's a very good thing I love to laugh and am (mostly) fearless when it comes to visiting new places, because I have this uncanny knack for having the worst travel luck.
I illegally (and accidentally) crossed the Canadian border. Although that one only lasted about 1 minute and was just funny.
Because I've done some traveling, I've spent a lot of time on airplanes.
I love airplanes.
My favorite part? The moment the wheels lift off the ground and the plane is climbing, climbing into the sky and the ground is getting smaller and the cars in the parking lot are smaller than the little plastic pieces in the Game of Life.
If I could, I'd fly EVERYWHERE.
But there is one thing about being on a plane that terrifies me.
It's not the idea of crashing into a mountain. Or the ocean. Or dry land, for that matter.
Because, really, if the plane crashes, I'm probably not going to feel much.
Nope. The part that really scares me about being on a plane is the lavatory.
I know. It's completely stupid. But that's not even the worst part.
The worst part is that I'm not scared of the small space or the toilet failing to flush or getting that weird blue water all over my clothes.
I'm afraid the door won't lock and someone will open the door on me. Or that I'll accidentally open the door on someone else.
I don't know where this started. I really don't. I mean, I'm not an EXTREMELY modest person. Yes, I keep myself covered up and I don't normally change clothes in front of other people if it can be helped, but I don't have this fear in regular old bathroom stalls at regular old places. Just on airplanes.
I know, it's weird. But I seriously hold it as long as humanly possible. And sometimes even longer than that, because I'm also afraid the plane's going to land while I'm still in there.
Okay, so do you have any crazy fears about traveling? Any wild traditions or tales of peril? Grab the button, add your link and let's talk!
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ReplyDeleteokay, will wait to hear the confession...I'm tryin' to think of one to share..
ReplyDeleteI like to tell this story. When we went to Hawaii I wanted to make a life long dream for Dennis come true. He had always wanted to go parasailing. Remeber, too, that this guy is a Wyoming cowboy. So, when we got to the boat and it was our turn to get into the harnesses, our boat captain asked us where we were from. Dennis said proudly, "WYOMING!" Our cute, tanned, sunbleached/blonde haired captain then said, "Well, that explains why you're wearing jeans to go parasailing!" Fun memory!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to hear this one. I'll be back.
ReplyDeleteI honestly can't think of anything! I was trying to think of something to link up today, but I drew a blank :-(
ReplyDeleteI really like flying, too. I get nervous on takeoff and landing, but I would love to be able to fly more.
ReplyDeleteAlas, I have dogs and child(ren). It makes flying costly.
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ReplyDeleteThe Sunshine Award
Enjoy x
The only travel confession I can think of is that I truly do not like to travel. I take two weeks off every summer and stay home. I love being at home. :-)
ReplyDeleteI've gotten over my fear of flying an now I'm afraid of getting lost in the airport. I have terrible indoor sense of direction. I've only flown about five times and always with my husband. I doubt I could do it without him!
ReplyDeleteThat story about the Denver hotel experience was super scary. I once stayed in a Super 8 in Ohio somewhere and there was some couple having a huge domestic dispute in the next room over. I kept expecting a stray bullet to fly through my room. I survived, but got almost no sleep that night.
ReplyDeleteI have the same fear about airplane bathrooms. Also Dunkin Donuts bathrooms, since last year I walked in on some guy in the unisex bathroom at a Dunkin Donuts. How do you not know how to lock the door?
I will NOT use the bathroom on an airplane. I go before the flight and will seriously be on the brink of peeing myself before I will use it. I hate them...even though I'm not exactly sure why.
ReplyDeleteI'm claustrophobic. So the plane ride doesn't bother me. It's the getting off in incredibly slow motion that freaks me out. Stupid I know, but that's me.
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid that I will be traveling and need a root canal.
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