I plucked up my courage and I booked a flight to Krabi at 1 pm for today. But this morning I sort of felt insecure about my decision, I was not excited to go there and then I was like 'Why should I go there then? I should only do what excites me'. So I booked another flight: Chiang Mai at 5.40 pm with AirAsia. I went up to the young Asian girl at the reception from my hostel (she scarcely spoke English) and asked her for the way to the airport by public transport. Before I continue telling the story: The daughter from the receptionist, approximately 6 years old, was soooo cute!!! She always said Hi very polite and looked you in the eyes. I was impressed for such a young girl. The receptionist explained me the way with the skytrain to the Airport in Bangkok which turned out to be very easy. Anyway, I was already quite late because I was stuck in the city looking at stuff, thats why I hurried up to the train. In the train I spoke to a woman (she started talking with me actually, again positive surprise) from Thailand, in the age of my mother. She was being really nice asking questions and wishing me all the best for my future travels. I thanked her and jumped off the train at the airport. I had to walk miles to get to the Check-in area seriously... I was following a German family. Anyway. When I arrived (30mins before take off, which is too late but I knew I could still make it) I was looking for AirAsia but I had no chance to find it! So I went to the information desk (still all relaxed) and asked. They told me that I'm at the wrong airport... Damned. But it looked so similar to the one I arrived ith AirAsia from Phuket? How is that even possible? I was annoyed because I thought I maybe had to walk a lot to get to the other airport but the lady at the desk told me that I am too late and won't make it anyway, I need to book a new flight. I didn't even need to calm down, I was being really cool still. After lot of struggle I got this ticket to fly to Chiang Mai with Thai airline.
Now to my fear of... I can't say flight. My fear of taking off? I have no problems booking a flight and to image me sitting in a plane flying somewhere. That doesn't scare me at all. The fear starts when the plane leaves ground. Terrible! I'm all excited and I even sit next to the window to enjoy a view. But then...
The plane starts rolling; Linda still relaxed.
The plane goes faster; me still being cool.
The plane leaves ground; I almost shit in my pants!
Its terrible guys... I can literally feel my blood floating down in my legs and my hands start sweating. Honestly, I'm too shy to admit that I'm scared so I put on my pokerface. But today I felt like my heart was going to stand still so I tried to breathe slowly through my nose and concentrate on that. After 15 minutes I was able to calm down. Finally.
And now, after almost an hour in the plane I'm not scared anymore. It won't stop me from taking planes but it is still there and feels awful...
Next post is following.
