I hate flying

It doesn’t make sense that you can get in a metal tube with wings and leave the ground with a group of people. It didn’t make anymore sense today that we were only 2 hours late to take off with all the snow that’d fallen. The pilot warned us of severe turbulence, which he’d correctly predicted. It was one of the worst take-offs I’d been on in a while. (maybe since my plane was hit by lightening above London in 2005) Anyway it seem like in 2 hours we’ll land and all will be well, just 7 days to recover until the next flight. The picture below is the Virgin America interior that looks like a nightclub.