That sums it up...

I used to detest/hate/fear flying.
 
For some reason it doesn't bother me as long as I'm in business or first class.
 
I'm just a little to big all around for coach.

I get dizzy just standing up on a chair...
 
I remember that one time we went to a party at a colleague's place in NY. 16th floor, right around Times Square, with bay windows all over the place. 
 
I stayed for 5 minutes and they almost had to scrape me off the wall.
 
I'm 6'3" and that's already high enough for me.

Flying's fun.  Falling out of the sky at great speeds into a sudden stop?  Not so much.

Kinda crazy the souvenirs you keep inadvertently - most often, the best stuff memories come not from what you've kept or bought, but from stuff you forgot to throw away.  Just like the most interesting things in old pictures is often in the background...
 
Here's what I found going through my laptop case... Memories, man. Only thing missing is a cup of bad instant coffee and it'd be just like being back there. :P
 

 
 

Rain
Just like the most interesting things in old pictures is often in the background...
 

Sometimes...  Sometimes not.