Yikes! So, I bit the bullet this morning and told B to go ahead and get me a plane ticket as well for our vacation in April. I didn't want to fly. I was going to let B and K fly while I took the train. However, a number of factors convinced me that it was time to get back on the horse.
1) The cheapest round trip train ticket would have had me on a train for NINE HOURS. The least amount of time I could have spent on the train would have been a little over six hours. And the tickets would have cost twice as much as a plane ticket.
2) We were able to find non-stop flights between Manchester and Reagan National in DC, that would have us in the air for about 90 minutes.
3) If I am lucky enough to have found a new job, I don't want to have to miss an additional day of work so I can leave ahead of my family.
4) I think I can convince my doctor to prescribe some anti-anxiety drugs for the flights (that I can take with the anti-nausea drugs).
5) I really don't want to be ruled by my fears.
For those of you who don't know, this is HUGE for me. I have two major strikes against me when it comes to air travel. First, I am EXTREMELY prone to motion sickness. Second, I used to be afraid to fly. Since 9/11, I am categorically terrified of flying.
If this trip goes ok (I am NOT kidding myself that it will go "well") maybe I'll be able to reawaken some long buried travel fantasies. I would really like to go to Iceland, Ireland, the U.K., and maybe even mainland Europe. Iceland is the big one that the air travel prohibition was bumming me out on.
So, now I can move on to the fun part of vacation planning, making lists of things to take and things I'd like to do while we're there. And, yes, I know that it's a sad thing that I find list making fun. But, get over it, I'm obsessive so I like to make lists.