Its the summer break and that means my presence here at the blog shall become sporadic. As we ready ourselves to set off on our travels I am consumed with a bad case of travel anxiety.
What if the taxi gets a flat tyre?
What if I miss the flight?
Did I miss packing anything?
What if my baggage is overweight?
What if I misplace my baggage?
What if I forget the ticket, the id?
What if I am not at the correct terminal?
What happens when I get there?
What if I don't find a cab?
It's endless... this list of tiny worries.
Without even being aware of it consciously, they nag at me for days before I set off. That, when I've been travelling on my own for over two decades. It makes me irritable and more likely to snap at the kids, not that they aren't doing enough to drive me up the wall anyway. It wasn't half as bad when I travelled alone, having responsibility of the twins just makes it worse.
I've tried imagining the worse case scenario and that isn't scary at all yet the anxiety refuses to go.
I'm hoping putting this down here would make me see how irrational it is.
Do you worry when you travel?
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