Where is My Personal Transporter???

I am one of the first to admit that I have serious transportation issues. I positively hate driving, tell me I need to drive somewhere new and I'm going to map it three or four times trying to devise a route that doesn't require a lot of left turns, one way streets, circling for parking, driving downtown in general, or using I-35. I also get serisouly anxious and generally do anything possible to avoid driving at all costs which leads us to the bus...

I take the bus to school to avoid the driving downtown and looking for parking (and paying exorbitant amounts to park anyway). Before riding the bus I checked schedules like 8-10 times determining the best route to take and the best times to leave, etc. And in true bus riding fashion, just as I was getting used to taking the bus to school I was violated by a creepy old man. I'm never leaving the house again.

Oddly, the only form of transpotation that doesn't really cause me any anxiety is flying and I think I figured out why. Flying is so controlled, yes things can go wrong but mostly they don't and really the only wrong decision or mistake you can make when flying is getting there too late. You stand in this line, you are assigned a number, you go stand in that line, you go sit in front of a numbered door until they call your number, then you get on the plane, then you get off the plane and you are in the right place. You can't get on the wrong plane, you can't get off at the wrong place, there is a button to push when the guy next to you is behaving inappropriately. Airports are covered in signs and arrows every ten feet so getting lost is a near impossibility. I love it.