The fear Of Flying...

I have no real fear of flying. But its the anxiousness of any inveterate traveller that I offten feel. Flying itself is good - a real experience. Typically it would mean I am either flying to or from some far flung destination. While returninig from hols is not totally enjoyable at any time, it does mean I am returning to the place I love best - the place qhere I live, and where my family and friends are.

But its the anxiousness that remains with me for the duration of each journey by air. Its the great unknown... what seat will I get? Will lynne and I be seated together? Or will I be the one that gets the fat dude in the seat next to me? The screaming child, the incessant kicks in the back of the paper thin seat? What about the hits in the head as you fight to get to sleep? And then theres the passenger that has the window seat ans has a weak bladder. Yes, theres hundreds of ways to disturb me and get up my nose on each flight. Surely it doesnt only happen to me?

Aplos to my avid readers, which appear to be increasing - I suppose that a good sign - for not posting yesterday. I posted on the wrong blog. The use of this tablet thingy is sometimes problematic... oh for my laptop. Another issue has been the occaasional lack of wifi access. And then theres the demon drink ans aleep deprivation. Oh for a holiday. Too many times I have found myself falling asleep as I type, abit like work! Only jokin, y'all.

We have commenced our homeward trip. We journeyed from Dc to San Diego via Atlanta today. If you have an interest in airports look up Atlanta, its huge. So, westward ho, with a little light turbulence. The land of the free ans the home of the brave is a little weird presently.. The NE has unseasonably mild weather, the W has bushfires  while the SE is flooded.

DC was great. While we had only a ahort stay we got a v good feel for the nations capital. Its like a big Canberra but with less roundabouts. And more Yanks. Our Segway tour was a highlight for me, the moat fun I've had standing up. No one was injured and no property damaged which was a blessing given the various waivers riders and authorisations we had to sign. DC is essentially a place housing memorials. The only one I didnt see was a memorial recognising memorials, but maybe that is currently being planned. But the size ans the grandeur of the old buildings cannot be denied, nor can the historical significance. Whether you like it or not, this place has an everyday affect on each of our lives, maybe only only in a miniscule way, on a daily basis.

The team is struggling a little with a bit of kennel cough and we have bwen advised by nurse Janine to keep up our fluids hahaha. Nick is fortunately still in the land of the living, but continues to struggle. Hopefully a few tequilas may assist.

Gaz and I visited the local sports bar Sunday night for a Yankees night game. With school resuming from the summer break the next day, the game finished about midnight. The Yankees beat those Redsox, yay. We partied qith the locals and G has to rescue me from Homer Simpson who was paying me particular attention. Anyhiw, time to go to peep, as Manuel would say. This travel game is tiring. Ww are now in a new time zone. We have walked, we have talked, we have ridden ob buses, and cruised on boats. We have waten and drunken and even caught a bit of sleep, but thats Dc. Compared to NYC we could call call DC The City That Often Sleeps.

And dont evn ask how Jen broke Garys glasses while dancing on the bed. What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom.