Lucia was panic on the plane. There were few who tried to convince her to get over it. "I've flown a thousand times and here I am", "Nothing ever happens" or "but it is the safest means of transport" were some of the phrases repeated by all those well-meaning friends tried to cheer her up. But none seemed to understand or more minimum. The real fear was Lucia! An irrational and uncontrollable fear towards this strange phenomenon to keep feet away from the earth. Could understand the physical principles that sustain machines in the air, he could admire the technology that makes it possible and could even rely on the skill of the pilots who master both. But flying was not with her. No, no and no. And, knowing all that it gave up, had no choice but to accept it as it was.
But the most painful issue is not who believes himself incapable of taking a plane, but the soul of Lucy came and designed with a kind of wings that it was very difficult to deploy. His passion for knowledge, longing to discover and his ambition to live a world where nothing is indifferent, his fear turned into a thick chain around his unborn always plans. He assumed he could never visit certain places, meet certain professional tasks or reconnect as often as you like with your beloved Michael. But as things were.
Until one day flew. And their fear simply vanished. As the landscape disappears beneath the clouds as the plane rises, or the bags disappear never reach the conveyor belt. That first journey between Madrid and Vigo allowed also to survive, enjoy an unforgettable experience and, fortunately, repeatable. Boarding card debuted more than a seat number under his name and surname. Printed with invisible ink of pride in that bill also included victory for itself what it be prevented, the success of a champion who wins without concessions, booking return to a present without limits. Because Lucia had not lied to anyone when he swore to be unable to fly. Just did.
But the most painful issue is not who believes himself incapable of taking a plane, but the soul of Lucy came and designed with a kind of wings that it was very difficult to deploy. His passion for knowledge, longing to discover and his ambition to live a world where nothing is indifferent, his fear turned into a thick chain around his unborn always plans. He assumed he could never visit certain places, meet certain professional tasks or reconnect as often as you like with your beloved Michael. But as things were.
Until one day flew. And their fear simply vanished. As the landscape disappears beneath the clouds as the plane rises, or the bags disappear never reach the conveyor belt. That first journey between Madrid and Vigo allowed also to survive, enjoy an unforgettable experience and, fortunately, repeatable. Boarding card debuted more than a seat number under his name and surname. Printed with invisible ink of pride in that bill also included victory for itself what it be prevented, the success of a champion who wins without concessions, booking return to a present without limits. Because Lucia had not lied to anyone when he swore to be unable to fly. Just did.
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