Early morning airport run anxiety
You'd think someone who's been a travel writer for almost 15 years would be pretty nonchalant about getting to the airport on time, but alas, I am not that travel writer. I have no nerves about the actual act of flying, but for some reason am the most highly strung version of myself in the build-up to arriving at check-in and dropping off my bags.
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This means that if it's an international flight, the absolute last thing I ever want to do is a farewell bite or beverage with well-intentioned family or friends before the act of "going through". I can't relax until I "go through"! Not until I've put my belt back on, returned my laptop inside my backpack and made sure I haven't left my passport in one of the scanning trays can I return to a normal heartrate. At that point I know that no random security event or unexpected queue is going to get in the way of me boarding my plane.
With the anxiety of missing planes something of a lifelong affliction, I'm afraid to say Uber has let me down on no less than three occasions. I love Uber, especially in a country like New Zealand where taxis have never been plentiful nor cheap enough. But if I'm booking an airport run — in particular an early morning airport run — it's got to be a taxi.