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I took an airplane for the first time in 1964. For a 21 year old European girl it was very early and rather unusual. But I worked in an American company where the salesmen took the airplanes like a bus, from Brussels to Italy, Germany, France etc and of course also to the States, but this was at that time a rather long flight, especially there was no direct flight from Brussels to New York and to other big cities it was even more complicated. So I thought what they can do I can do too.
My first flight took me to Sicily. For that I had to take an airplane from Brussels to Rome and from Rome I had to take a very small airplane with just 6 seats to Catania (Italy) because the airport was not yet equipped for big airplanes. The pilote of this little thing probably was in a hurry to fly home, anyway he flew as if the devil would chase him and the only passengers in this mini airplane was a business man and I. The pilote went through the clouds up and down and we had the feeling to fly in a shaker, it was a miracle that I didn't get sick while my flight companion was rather green in his face and tried hold on his seat. As I had no flight experience at all and am not especially an anxious person, I thought it was normal !
Today, looking back, I admire myself, I would never dare to do such a flight again. But in youth one is more reckless !
Now while you are reading this I am sitting in this kind of airplane which will take me in 4 hours to Hurghada at the Red Sea in Egypt. It will be the 10th time I go to the Red Sea. For the last five years at the same place before I was in Sharm el Sheik, on the other side. To me these are not holidays but a cure for my health. I get better over the winter since I spent 2 weeks doing nothing, besides reading, swimming, and eating and forget all worries. The warm weather is good for my old bones and when I come back I almost feel like a newborn baby, except that I don't remember how I felt when I entered this world.
I will continue to post on this blog like a diary of my holidays. Observing tourists can be fun !
