On my way to northern California, the woman next to me asked, "Is it scary?"
"Is what scary?" I asked.
"The propellers. The tiny plane." Her eyes bugged out as she clutched her purse to her chest.
"Oh, no. It's fine."
"Have you done this before?" She asked
"Plenty of times," I said.
She looked me up and down.
"Okay, here's how it goes. We take off, you get a glass of the free wine they're showcasing from wine country, you drink it and we land. You'll be fine."
"They give you free wine?" She perked up.
"Oh," she said. Then she dropped her purse, pushed it under the seat in front of her and leaned back in her seat.
How do you feel about flying on airplanes?
3 years ago