On Flying and Archives
Next Saturday will be a once-in-a-lifetime milestone for me. I’ll travel by air, for the first time. Twice, in less than 48 hours.
I’ll beam myself to Athens for a concert by my favourite band, Archive. It’s something I really wanted to attend for very long, that concert. And also trying those big metallic birds that are supposed to transfer people overseas (yeah, right).
The man of my life™ knew best: he decided that we should travel by air and booked the tickets almost without asking me, because he knew that I would try my best to talk my way out of airplanes and into ships.
The trip will be pretty much short (about 30-40 minutes from Heraklion to Athens) but I’m sure it will be eventful. Because I’ll be screaming in despair when the aeroplane starts gathering speed to take off, thinking of Lost first episodes and other colourful imagery.
