I even-gasp!-ventured a couple of quick sideways glances out the window of the plane while it was actually in the air.
And, here is my milestone achievement. I did the last flights without benefit of my usual double rum and coke snatched from the bar just before boarding. Now that might have had something to do with booking an eight am. flight, but I'm still giving myself credit for it.
I don't think any of this is going to turn me into a jet-setter, but at least now if I plan a trip, the flight I have to take to get there will drop down a few notches on my list of considerations.
To top it all off, I had the most wonderful vacation. Our three weeks in the UK was everything I had wished for and more.
I might be ready for the big one-a solo flight in a window seat. Naw, let's not rush things.