A couple weeks ago, after a work trip to Montreal, I was going to write a blog post about how much I love working on planes – they’re actually one of my favorite places to write. I’d gotten through a couple of paragraph before I thought, “Hm, shouldn’t I wait to write this blog post until I’m actually on a plane again?”
So here I am, flying home from Chicago after an extended weekend celebrating St. Paddy’s Day with a big group of friends (in Chicago they celebrate the weekend before, don’t ask me why), tired, excited to collapse into my own bed, more than a little hungover, but still happy to be on a plane.
There’s something about being thousands of feet above the clouds, separated from the rest of the world, but still able to look down and marvel at it (if the skies are clear), unbothered by your friends or family, kept company only by the sometimes annoying knee and elbow of the person next to you.
I have a pair of Bose noise-cancelling bluetooth headphones that reduce the roar of the plane’s engines to a comforting hum, and I never, ever, connect to the plane’s Wifi. No internet, no texting, nobody to bother you, arguably the greatest view on the planet – what else could a person want in a workspace?
So sit back, leave your anxiety about flying at home, and don’t rush to be the first person on the plane – it’s not worth the stress. Bring your laptop or notebook, a pair of headphones, and your favorite book (for breaks).
And don’t forget to look out the window during takeoff and landing.