I’m terrified of water, especially water that I can’t see the bottom of. Lakes and rivers and oceans are a no-go for me.
It’s a phobia.
I’m mildly to moderately afraid of heights, and won’t walk near a railing in a mall that overlooks floors beneath it. (Looking at you, Galleria in Dallas. That’s totally creepy.)
Yet taking a flight in a tiny airplane over Lake Pontchartrain didn’t bother me at all. I loved it and would do it again in a heartbeat.
I’m kind of weird like that.
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