Being on planes… I love it! Looking around… Seeing people sleeping (not that comfy, but still sleeping at 8pm), eating (no rushing anywhere, no watching tv), reading (not scrolling), talking to each other (not caring about postures, they just go deep into the conversations or chairs), staring, through the windows, at the beautiful sky or just taking a moment and feel.
Now, we’re all held hostage in a huge piece of iron that’s flying in the air, it’s time for us to detach from our busy minds, lives. I’m excited to be in the whole thing and write about it, at the same time, thousands of metres above the earth.
It’s scary for some – my brother has to have a shot of whiskey to help him forget about the Physics and be present in our conversation – whereas it’s really fun for others. Since I’m up in the air, I might, as well, be the whistling emoji and fly above your head as you’re reading this. The time and space don’t matter, don’t worry, I’ve seen enough movies to know that it’s possible.
It’s the time for me. For us. For a few hours, it’s just myself or us. Ideally us, but myself is pretty awesome, too. No phone, no internet, no people, no I-should-be-doing-this-instead-of-having-this-much-fun, no worries about jobs, about anything. You’re cut out from your world, for a short while, and put into this flying at astonishing speed vehicle together with red wine and the music you obsess over in your headphones. And you know, yes, idealy, the one.
They say that planes are the most secure means of transportation, so go with the flow. Though I’m sure you can think of, at least, one turbulence you’ve been through in your life. Well, guess what! It’s the rarest cause of plane crashes. Next time you enter any turbulence, just remember about this. Read it when you have the time or just trust me, you shouldn’t be afraid. Anyway, why should you? There’s nothing for you to do, so just enjoy it. As if it’s a rollercoaster ride. Oh! Rollercoaster rides, rides, ride it with my surfboard, surfboard, surfboard.
Every time I land anywhere, it feels like a new beginning. An exit out of a plane is an entrance in my mind and core. I always think of what I’m going to wear on the plane. I absolutely adore it and it makes all the sense in the world. I think I love style just as much as I love to fly or is it I think I love to fly just as much as I love style? It must be the air, we’re so deep into our Universe when we fly, after all.
And, then, there are the hugs on arrivals. I mean, can it get any greater? My heart is bursting, as we speak. Whether it’s you the one who’s flying and a loved one picks you up or it’s someone you love that’s flying and you pick them up, the tight hug at the airport is so warm and a bit shy, in a very particular way, that it becomes part of the whole flying experience. Listen.
To complete, the expression airport style was invented. It’s a thing! Steal airport style from your favourite celebs or See celebs’ best airport style post Oscars. Google it. Victoria Beckham seems to be the queen of airport style. The clothes, the attitude, the stroll and, of course, the big glasses. She must have some sweats and flip-flops in those big bags, but then again, she’s Posh. So.
Next time you fly, do something you don’t, usually, have time for. Just let your mind flow, bring up memories that make you smile, watch a movie, read a book, sleep. Just feel. All of these with no phones! Ohs… I hope they never make it possible to have internet on planes, although I heard something about it. I won’t even say it out loud.
I have just landed. Theoretically. I’m so eager for this new beginning.