Well, i have a new phobia now, thanks to my trip to state college.

I'm scared of flying.

Seriously, i almost died in a two-propeller coffin in the Nitanny(sp?) valley. We came over the mountains into the valley into something like 30 mph winds.

Have y'all ever been to Disneyland and ridden Star Tours? That's EXACTLY what it was like. Trapped in a little box, going up, down, left, right, fishtailing, etc. It got so bad that i was clutching the back of the seat in front of me saying Hail Mary's for all i was worth. Had i had a rosary, i'd have busted out a serious session.

The entire time i was in the air on the way back to Rapid i was as nervous as i've ever been in my life.

This wasn't my first time flying before, or even my first time in a small plane. That was just the single worse flight of my life. Then i start thinking about how the chances of being in a plane crash are pretty small, but every time you fly, your chances of being in one go up slightly. Add to that the changing of planes if you have connecting flights, and it's like Russian Roulette.

At least, that's how i saw it.

Kitso
KS 361 miles i'll be driving from now on