I’m not exactly a calm, cool, or collected traveler.
It’s not for lack of trying: I always try breezing through the airport as if I know exactly where I’m supposed to go. I download my boarding pass to my phone like a real millennial, and I kick off my shoes and jacket as quickly as humanly possible while going through security so as not to hold up the line.
But the truth is, my first airplane ride was at 17 when I went on a school trip to Washington, D.C., and I didn’t fly again until I was 21 and read more >>>
Source : BusinessInsider.Com