Actually, first it was Detroit... then Seattle... but that's not quite so catchy. I don't really talk about it much, but I'm kind of a horrible flyer! I think it's because I've travelled quite a bit, so people probably just assume I'm totally chill about it - and to be honest, I used to be so so good at it - but now half the time I'm a total wreck, which is kind of embarrassing. My first long haul flight was London - Bangkok with a friend from college, before then my longest flight had been a few hours around Europe. I figured it would be fine, lots of movies... the flight was at 22:35, so I'd just sleep through most of it, right? Nope. I was in the middle seat, squished between my friend and a middle aged man. I didn't sleep at all, and had a minor panic attack five hours in... we weren't even half way. I just remember crying and saying "I can't do this! I need to go home!" and my friend replying, "well, I don...
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