Fearing The Flight!!!

Yes, already!

WTF? Seriously, I'm terrified of heights and I hate to fly. How the hell did this happen to me?

I use to be a huge "Risk Taker" in fact one of me dreams in college was to climb to Base Camp One of Mount Everest. And now I'm freaking the fuck out about flying alone 48 hours before I leave.

I haven't been on a plane alone since I was in high school. No joke. I've always had a buddy, or my husband.

I feel really bad for the poor soul that will be sitting next to me.

1.Will he/she freak when I grab their hand during take off?

2.Will they be quick with the "Vomit Bag" if need be?

3.Or will they decide after they ask for a coffee and I request a Bloody Mary and PLEEEEEASE make it a double that their only option for a decent flight is to follow my lead?

Pick three!! Pick three!! Let's have a drink, I'll fall asleep (most likely on your shoulder) and all will be fine.