Wednesday, July 23, 2008


As you read this, I am defying gravity by flying through the air. Call me "Super Woman"! I have very vivid memories of flying as a young girl. Momma & Daddy would put me on the airplane and I would fly to see my Aunt Lora or my Gillespie Grandparents. It was very exciting, but travel has changed QUITE a bit over the years. Back "In The Good Old Days", we dressed up to travel, whether it be train, plane or automobile. We put on our good clothes-some of our best clothes when we traveled. I have memories of my Grandmother James and several of my Aunts wearing hats and gloves for traveling. There was an air of specialness when we traveled. People did not just jump in the car or hop a train or plane on a whim as they do today. IT WAS A BIG DEAL! Wonderful memories of times gone by that I could never adequately describe with mere words.

Do you feel like traveling is special today? I am amazed at what I see people wear to fly in today. Don't get me wrong, I like to be comfortable, but some seem to go over the edge. You are subjected to sights that would have sent my Grandmother James into a swoon. I really do not care to see your belly button, your rear end, your cleavage, or your tatoos. I am not a prude, but some things appear to be just beyond words.

As my sweet friend, Barbara (a frequent traveler), says, "Flying is not fun anymore." That is the understatment. We have the terrorist to thank for some of the hassle, but our complicated society and ease of traveling today have just made the entire process a hassle. I find it very interesting the hoops you have to jump through before they allow you on that airplane. I truly feel like our cows and sheep must have felt-like I am being herded through a chute.

With all that said, I am still glad I am in the air and looking forward to a fun trip! I wish you all were with us and I will think of you when I am on the top of those mountains.


the Jennings secede from the South said...

Have fun, Mom! Watch out for bears...

Obsessive Foodie or Food Addict....You Decide said...

Flying is just plain WEIRD. I don't particularly care to fly. There is something about being stuck in a tube w/130+ other individuals that you don't know, in the air, breathing all that recirculated air.........I don't like the fact you can't pull over and get a pop at mcdonalds and take a pee. It is just not my thang. I fly only when absolutely necessary. Terrorist don't concern is the inept mechanics that forget that last bolt.

Jessica Stephenson said...

I love to fly! I have to admit that since I had Caleb, I have been a little more apprehensive, but it hasn't detered me one bit.
I would much rather fly to my destination than drive (I get car sick very easily). I love airports and people watching (the psychologist in me). I hope you enjoy your air time!

adrian seney said...

Have a wonderful time!

Deb said...

Sis, Lori, calls planes "germ tubes"....when I flew to NJ a month ago it just didn't seem fun to me either. I wondered if it were my age or the age we live in. I really don't mind driving near as much. You can see the sights and stop where and when you like...and your doggie can snuggle on your lap.

We seem to keep crossing paths. Have a great time!