In my ex line of work, I travelled all the time. I hated it more than loved it. I always felt claustrophobic stuck in a seat the entire time. Lousy food, stinky air, maybe even a stinker next to you. Boring. And I always had to wear business casual so I was never comfortable. Loved going to my destination but hated the time to get there. After 9/11 which affected my job, I haven't flown at all. I was always a little skivish anyway.