I was traveling to Sweden because Suzy, Brett and Michelle were having a show at Loyal. I got to the airport pretty early.
I had to take one of these to Philadelphia.
Bye-Bye NY!
I'm sure I've touched on this before, but if I can't look out the window during take-off and landing, I go through what could be called episodes of vertigo, where I feel as though the plane is spinning and dipping, even though I know it's not. I guess it's the same as getting carsick or seasick, just with more being terrified attached.
I survived. Caught the Flygbussarna from Arlanda and headed into Stockholm.
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