I fly as infrequently as possible these days. I got my fill of airline travel during my racing days. That travel peaked in 1998, when I saw 250 days away from home - maybe close to 100 round-trips in all. I had two go-bags back then because I'd come home, dump one, grab the other, and go to the next test/race.
The decline in customer service from the airlines has been staggering over the last three decades, and that puts the passengers in a fowl mood (that wasn't always the case). These days, I do everything I can to avoid taking a flying bus filled with unpleasant people. My annual pilgrimage to my home state for the holidays is a 19 hour drive through snow country, but I'd rather deal with the wrath of Mother Nature than TSA, airlines, and their passengers.