I guess if you really wanted to fly you should buy a plane. Unfortunately in the year 2010 we do not have hovercrafts or jetpacked skateboards. I know, I'm sorry, it sucks.
The only time I realistically long to fly is in my dreams. I am not scared of planes, but the hoopla that goes along with preparing for a flight ruins the experience. I do not enjoy putting my toiletries in 3 oz. containers. I do not enjoy planning my outfit in order to avoid the beep beeps during security. I do not enjoy having to keep track of my ID and my ticket at the same time for whenever each individual airport decides they need to look at it. I do not enjoy taking my shoes off and walking on the floor. I do not enjoy when the beep beeps go off and I have to spread 'em in public. I especially do not enjoy paying $13 for a small bag of Jelly Belly jelly beans. I do not enjoy dumping my beverage at security only to purchase one for three times the cost less than 100 feet away. I do not enjoy sitting next to strangers during my travel. I do not enjoy idle chit chat, especially when completing with the sound of a large engine. I do not enjoy 6 oz of a beverage, I want the WHOLE THING. Also, pretzels are not my favorite. I want potato chips or cookies. And refills on all would be appreciated. I really do not enjoy waiting for my luggage during those occasions that I cant squeeze everything into one bag.
The only plus side to flying is arriving to a new, warmer, tropical location.
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