I remember that flight clearly. It was one that changed the way I felt about flying. I was on my return trip from Canada and we were passing through some horrible weather. The vibrations of the plane were enough to make me panic. It didn't help when I saw lighting bolts and heavy rain right outside my window. In such circumstances even an atheist would start to pray. So earlier this year when the opportunity to travel half way around the whole to China came my way, I definitely wasn't seeing it as such. I panicked. Let someone else go. But what would life be without challenges and I needed to face this fear once and for all.