Imaginary Travel

So I'm a big fan of making up trips. I tend to overplan, which causes my trips to become packed with things and almost no relaxation, because I start planning things way in advance and keep finding new things in the area to do. Right now I'm trapped in planning an imaginary trip to the eastern United States. Other than being a marine nut, and having always wanted to go to the Aquarium in Georgia, I've never before wanted to go to the eastern US.

This whole (albeit imaginary) trip is so weird to me because it contains a few elements I've never had to think about while planning before.

Friends
While I have travelled to visit family, I've never travelled to visit friends, nor have I ever imagined myself having such good friends so far away. I've never had to travel very far to visit family as my extended family (which consists of a whopping 3 uncles and their respective families, all conveniently located in Metro Vancouver) live a mere 4 hour drive from my home. I suppose should the imaginary travel plans evolve into real travel plans, I'll be in close conversation with my good eastern friends in whats going to happen (it will be EPIC, thats all I really know for sure) but for now its pure speculation on my part.

Taking a plane. By myself.
I'm hugely afraid of planes. Like, I get freaked out if I'm greater than 3 stories off the ground. I don't get a lot of vacation time in a year, so logically to make the most of the Epic Eastern Trip, I would have to take a plane. Driving, while it would be nice, and might be the route I'll take purely for my sanity, seems slightly impractical considering the vast distance that must be traversed (some 4000 odd kilometres) So it might be that I'll have to buck up, grit my teeth, take a couple sleeping pills, and board that jet plane. All by myself.

Being an a relatively young adult from BC in the US

Its not a big secret that Canada has looser laws about drugs than the US, and its not a big secret that the loosest laws of all exit is BC, so its really common for BC adults in my age range to get stopped by the US... what are they? cops? state troopers? I don't even know what they're called, but we get stopped, a lot, in the US under the assumption we're all potheads.

In addition, the whole miles vs kilometre thing is bound to cause me some issues (90km/h does not= 90 mi/h!) luckily, Canadian speedometers come with a handy inner circle of miles per hour in smaller font that the regular kilometres per hour. But still, I'm scared. Plus, all American money looks like $20 bills. I'm going to look like a moron, probably on more than one occasion, either by hading over the wrong amount, or examining my money too closely to make sure I'm hading over the right amount.

Thats really all I can think of for now. And looking at the costs (almost $900 for the round trip via Tango Airlines) vs taking a car (hotels, gas and food, plus at least 2 days driving time each way) it probably equates to about the same. Though, if I'm by myself, thats a lot less food I have to buy than if I'm bringing my 3 men along too.

All I need now is a passport.