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Lurching from one disaster to another...just a suburban princess trying to get by!

Saturday, 13 August 2011


Recently I had to fly to a conference.  It was only in Sydney so about 1 ½ hours each way.  I am a nervous flyer... mostly because of motion sickness.  

The stuff of nightmares...
I am not worried about emergencies or turbulence…what scares the hell out of me is public vomiting.  Could you imagine much worse than having a chuck in front of hundreds of people and having to sit there with them all afterwards? Without having consumed copious amounts of alcohol first anyway…? (but that is another story…and it wasn’t hundred’s, 10’s maybe…)

Normally when I fly I have to drive afterwards so am limited to “natural” medications to get me through but this time I had transport at either end so decided to go with the “real thing”.  Not one to do things by halves, I took the maximum dose at the prescribed time before the flight. BIG MISTAKE…the effects didn’t kick in until shortly before landing…I didn’t get sick but didn’t enjoy my flight either. 

Problem was…I fell asleep during the landing.  I woke up to rather desperate seat mates wanting to get off the flight.  I wobbled my way down to baggage claim, met my colleagues and threw myself on the mercy of Sydney trains.  A novel experience that whilst convenient, seems hellishly expensive and isn’t something I am desperate to repeat.

I barely remember checking into the hotel and staggering around Darling Harbour before my companion bought me a very large, and strong, cup of coffee before escorting me to the venue.

The conference started with lunch, so that woke me up a bit…but the I had to sit there through 4 ½ hours of presentations…the good things was, whilst everyone else was flagging at afternoon tea time, I woke up and was bright eyed and bushy tailed, if a little fuzzy on some of the details.

Then we went out for drinks and dinner…but that's another story.

Do you get travel sickness?

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