Friday, November 04, 2011


The most stressful part of my travel was my fear of flying. After the first take off from Vancouver I managed to enter a state of semi-comatose, zen-wannabe state that I kept until I landed back in Vancouver. Well, on land I was as normal as one with jet lag in a new city can be, for the flights I was zen.

1 comment:

Mom said...

I knew you could "rise above" your fears darling. Well done!