I'm not a fan of flying, since regardless of the duration of the flight, I get airsick—before, during, and/or after. I guess just thinking about being on a plane makes me want to puke.
But it's also that being in a plane (especially across an ocean) is such a surreal experience—you just sit there as this huge machine transports you thousands of miles above ground. You sleep when they turn off the lights, and you wake up and eat when they turn on the lights and stick food in front of your face. And you do it surrounded by complete strangers. Weird.
I wished I could afford Premium Economy tickets for my parents...except they're twice the cost of Economy. ::sigh::
