Matterdays isn't big on flying. I used to love it, when I was younger. And I'm okay if I'm flying with someone, especially my Scott. But get me alone on a plane, and all I can think of is the fact that I'm strapped in a pressurized aluminum tube, being shot through the air six miles above the earth with no viable exit - and having to pay for the experience. I'm usually okay with takeoffs, but landings can be a little nervous.
THIS did not make me feel any better: