Day 333 – Fear

33 – 100 WORST AVIATION DISASTERS

I am not always entirely at ease flying either. Nothing that a reasoned scientific argument with myself won’t fix, but still. My dad for a long time didn’t want to fly from Europe to Australia to come visit, but at long last he did… and then again a second time. Not sure if that was fear, or discomfort, or a mix of both. I know for a fact that my youngest brother still hasn’t been here for fear of flying.

Some days I wish there were a high-speed train that stretches around the world to make this a non-issue.

But in the mean time, the statistics are really not bad at all.
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