Holiday anxiety

I wonder if anyone else suffers from this? I love holidays. I feel really privlaged to be able to go abroad. It's somthing that was unobtainable to me as a child. A holiday was blackberry picking or if we were lucky a day trip to the nearest seaside (New Brighton) for a few hours. I think it was triggered a few years ago when we missed our flight while sitting eating in the terminal. Then a year later I burnt my arm just before going. We still went but I couldn't swim and dressing needed changing regularly. Then a few months ago the day before our much planned trip to tour Greece my husband trapped a nerve and all we could do was sit by the pool. I'm due out on Sunday to our regular village in Greece and I found out yesterday that they've had terrible storms, cars in the sea, floods and the airport temporily closed. Now it'll probably be cleaned up before we go but I just feel jinks and my anxiety is sky high. I'm worried about the milkman, getting to the airport and all manner of stupid things.