Flying

I am flying to Atlanta in a couple hours to hang out at the National Youth Workers Convention for a couple of days and I am pretty excited. The only thing is I hate flying. I hate every part about it: checking in, going through security, sitting in the airport(although I do like to people watch), and i detest the flying part. Millions of tons of steel are not supposed to fly through the air. I am sure it will be a good flight, but I am ready to get that part over and enjoy the sweet winds of the south. I'm not sure how sweet the winds are in Atlanta.