Dad flying to London, made history!

My dad is aviophobic and so when he reached London, I heaved a sigh of relief. My parents were visiting my kid brother who is put up in London since last four years. He had been asking them to visit him since he shifted there. However it always felt on dads deaf ears.

My dad has become a little bit socially awkward since past couple of years. He wasn't always like that though. I mean yes, he never liked to travel a lot. His definition of travel meant a twenty minutes ride to my place to meet his granddaughters. Apart from these visits he makes a couple of rounds to the doctors office and once in a blue moon visits his relatives and friends after a lot of pestering from mum. My mum likes to travel a lot. She is ever so excited about exploring new places.

So this time around too dad had made it very clear that as he is scared of flying he wont join mum on her visit to London. My mother had to remind him that British Airways will be taking care of the flying part and all he had to do was sit back and relax.

Apart from having this flying phobia he is also averse to anything which has to do with crowds. He is afraid of people gathered in huge numbers.(anything more than five). He therefore is not very active on making plans to go to restaurants, theatres or any other big gatherings. Dad was always this protective types. I remember whenever anything bad would happen in any part of the world, he would check on me to make sure I was alright. Imagine getting a call in a middle of a meeting and then I had to soothe a terrified parent and assure him of my wellbeing.

After months of coaxing from my mum, he finally said yes. When he reached London, he was very thrilled. He liked the fact that it was greener there than home and he could breathe clean, fresh air after a long time. When he called me from London, I could sense his excitement over all things Londony. I obviously was very happy for both of them and just hoped that after his London sojourn he has a clean slate for travelling and exploring new places.

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