SILLY: To Denmark, I go!

The sun is out, the stockings have come off, lilacs (my favorite!) are bloomin' and it is officially Spring. SPRING! Who in New York isn't smiling today? Tell me that.



This also means, I hope, that the weather conditions will be good for my flight this evening to Copenhagen. As a result of my fear of flying (or just taking off, really), I'll take whatever good omens I can get. The thing is, my fear is completely and totally irrational, and goes something like this: I think I've used up my "quota of survival" on flights; and since I did so much traveling over the last few years, every flight I take from now on is like gambling with the jumbo jet gods.

After many discussions about this fear, Martin bought me a book put out by Frommer's (the only good guide the place has ever come up with) called Fly Smart, Fly Safe, and before all major takeoffs, I memorize new anxiety-reducing exercises in breathing and muscle tension. Amazingly, one of the suggestions is to wear a rubber band around the palm of your hand and snap it every time you're imagining your fiery death -- a kind of a watered down shock therapy. In case you were wondering, I am not going to do that. It hasn't gotten that desperate yet.

Next time, I'll be posting updates from my adventures across the pond!

Photo of Lilacs and Goldfinches from http://www.elmspuzzles.com/gallery/Bourdet/lilacsgoldfinches.jpg.
Photo of Nyhavn from www.asdreams.org/ 2004/copenhagen_nyhavn.jpg.