On the flight back I sat next to a very sweet couple, maybe 20 years old, who flew for the first time abroad. The guy was very excited, while his girlfriend was totally paralysed by fear. He was very caring but the girl was freaking out anyway. And here I was explaining to the girl how safe it was to fly and that the shaking though unpleasant is not dangerous and answer million questions about flying and traveling to the guy (“what is this sound”, “my ears hurt”, “why is the plane turning like that”, “ why are we going lower and lower”). Me, who is shit scared of flying. Irony.
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