My name is James, and it’s been quite a while since I had been on a plane. It was a really long time ago that I last passed out, more than a decade. Now I didn’t feel as though I had a fear of flying, I have never really been scared about the prospect of flying, I just passed out. Going back on to a plane was very low on my priority list, and decided to stay at home for holidays in future, may sound sad, but obviously it wasn’t in the house. About 2 years into my marriage, it was time to face my fears and get on a plane, all that way to Egypt, a massive mission!
Just remembering how little I did actually remember of flying was scary enough… When I returned from my last holiday I passed out as well, however I have no idea why, and it was a while ago now, so I got a little scared! So there was the plane, choices had to be made, and the choice to turn around and run wasn’t there. At the beginning everything seemed fine, I had a steady heart rate, and I wasn’t sweating at all, things just seemed to be going very well. Nothing seemed to unsettle me, even the noise of the massive engines under the planes wings didn’t upset me!
This was all strange, I couldn’t understand why I passed out the previous time, and before I knew it, we were in the air. I was actually getting pretty excited about my holiday now. I couldn’t wait to get to Egypt and then get on the plane back. All of a Sudden there it was! Over the Tannoy I could hear the Captain announce we were heading into some rough turbulence. Things got really bad, the plane felt as though it was going to crack up in the sky, and there was even a light storm brewing outside. Then It was over, as quick as it had started it had finished. I remember thinking to myself, why don’t you faint now you plonker!
Egypt holidays turned out to be something I never returned to, next up was a choice between Maldives holidays or Sri Lanka holidays, both involve a aeroplane!