Ahhh, the beauty of flight...
I've often
watched birds and bats, soaring, wings fluttering in the wind. Admiring the freedom, the feeling of wind around you, lifting you up...
And then thinking in all sanity, that if I was a bird, I'd fly. I'm a person, so I don't.
It's not really that simple, of course. My first and biggest reason for not flying, in all honesty, is fear. I will never, ever fly ~ that
is quite simple. There's also the fact that I've come to enjoy the journey as well as the destination, whether I'm traveling by
car, train or boat. Being a treehugger ~ but without doing a lot of research yet, so don't flame me too badly!~ I also understand that flying is not the
most envionmentally-friendly way to travel.
What are your thoughts?


