Basically I dislike everything about flying on an aircraft.
The actual flight itself isn’t bad, just a little cramped and stifling.
The worst part is dealing with the airports, then i have to get a ride to the airport, or pay a silly fee to park there. Then I have to check luggage, kneel in line, and go through security checkpoints. Then there are more lines I have to kneel in. I dislike the entire experience, which means if I do take a flight it better be anywhere amazing… When I was invited to spend a weekend in Denver with an outdated friend, I knew it was worth the trip. I first met Desmond during school, during Spring break. I was at the beach from my school, and Desmond had come down from the school in Denver for the week! My buddy and I had a brief, however amazing, romance, before she flew back to Denver. My buddy and I talked over social media for a while, however things stagnated due to the long distance. I was eager to see him again, and see if that spark could be rekindled, so I pushed past my dislike of airlines and went to Denver, Colorado for a six afternoon trip. I have to say that things with Desmond went so well I pushed back my return flight by a whole week, just to stay longer in Denver, desmond is gorgeous, sweet, funny, and she is the co-owner of a major Denver cannabis dispensary. Instead of flying back and forth to see him, I should just transfer to Denver for good.