Airport Sunset

I don’t know if I’m unusual, but I always seem to have lived quite close to an airport. I’m very sensitive to noise, but the sound of aeroplanes doesn’t really bother me. If anything, I really notice the quiet when away from a flight path.

Having moved across the Pennines this year, I’m a lot closer to Manchester Airport. A lot. I’ve seen this as a plus, because it’s a big airport, and big airports take you to more interesting and fun places. I can’t remember how many times I had to get up at stupid-o-clock-in-the-morning in order to get to Manchester Airport for a flight abroad. Now it’s just 15 minutes up the road.

Reflecting Aeroplane

So, does the noise bother me? No, it doesn’t. I can’t even hear it, unless I listen. No, the thing that strikes me is that you can see the aeroplanes. Out of the corner of your eye. Driving/walking down the road. Through the window. At the supermarket. Everywhere.

I used to be scared of flying. It’s not so much the movement, but the great height without a safety net. Having flown more in recent years, I’ve become less scared. Now, I see aeroplanes all the time. There are hundreds of them. What do they say about Familiarity?

Landing Jet

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