August 10, 2006 -- Come fly away.... ummm... maybe not

So the Brits have foiled an air-terror plot. And we're in Code Red. Now more than ever, I just don't like flying. The only thing I like about flying, as probably most people do, is that it's the fastest way. Well, to heck with that. A flight from Baltimore to Buffalo takes like 50 minutes. The drive time is 9 hours. So a couple months ago we had a 9:30 a.m. flight. Had to be there by like 8, which entailed leaving at 7. Flight arrived at 10:30 and by the time we got the rental car and got to our destination, it was 11:30. Is it really more convenient? If I can't drive there, I don't think I'm going to go anymore.

Am I just a curmudgeon?

Now they are going to ban all liquids, for god knows how long. Anything to make flying more cumbersome. Pretty soon they won't allow any carry-ons. We'll have to check our shoes. My last flight, to and from Nashville, was tolerable primarily due to my newish iPod. Now they too are banned. COME ON! I know full well why this is going on, safety, and I can appreciate that, but why is everything so kneejerk anymore?

I think I'll settle for driving to the beach for my getaways. Yeah.