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Tales of Tattoos and Turbulence
I HAVE a green card and a lot of tattoos. For many years, that combination meant I spent a lot of time in a lot of holding rooms.
Now that’s changed. Some people recognize me because of my reality television show, “Miami Ink,” so that gets me a pass. But I think it’s mostly because tattoos have become so widely accepted. I’ve met cops, nerds, judges, immigration officials, even grandmas who have tattoos. The security guys now show off their tattoos to me.
I always get seatmates asking me a ton of questions about my tattoos. I don’t mind, and actually enjoy talking to people on planes. I’ve met some pretty interesting people, like a professor who converted from Hinduism to Christianity. We talked the entire flight.
But there are some stereotypes that don’t go away. Some people see my tattoos and think I’m a tough guy. That’s funny, especially since the tattoo on my neck is of Buddha, and that’s all about peace.
I’m also a big baby about flying. I’m petrified of heights and terrified of turbulence. Since I fly so much, I’ve really tried to work it out. I don’t like taking medications. But once, I really had no choice since I was working myself up into a panic.
I was executive producer and host of a travel show, which never even made it on the air. I had 17 flights scheduled in one trip. I was flying with a crew of 14. The number of flights was bad enough, but there was one particular flight that was freaking me out. I had to fly from Japan to Nepal. You fly right over Mount Everest and people were telling me that I would experience the worst turbulence on the planet. Like I said, I hate turbulence.
While I was still in the United States, I went to see a doctor and told him how scared I was about this particular flight. I was afraid of having a panic attack and passing out. He gave me a prescription for some anti-anxiety medication.
I made the mistake of thinking if one pill is good, three must be better. My plan was to take the pills right before takeoff so I could fall asleep fairly quickly after takeoff. So that’s what I did, and then we found out the plane was going to be delayed.
It wasn’t a 30-minute delay. It was a six-hour delay, which meant that I fell asleep in the terminal. I was actually drooling. I know that because it involved pictures. I almost wasn’t allowed on the plane since I was so out of it, but the crew did a good job explaining my situation to the Japanese officials. I did sleep most of the flight, but my business partner woke me up just as we were coming up on Mount Everest. It was spectacular.
Despite everyone’s warnings, there was absolutely zero turbulence. It was the smoothest flight ever.
My nerves about flying have gotten worse as I’ve gotten older. Most of the time, you’d never know that I’m so scared. But you can’t fool a child.
My daughter, Shaili, who is nearly 4 years old, is a better flier than I am. She loves small planes and big planes and has no problem with anything.
It’s totally humiliating when she looks at me when we’re flying together and grabs my hand to comfort me. Then she tells me in her little girl voice that everything is going to be O.K. She also tells me that Daddy is a big chicken. She’s not wrong.