air travel

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Scent of a Woman

It seems I’m pushing on a rope wherever I go. Yesterday, it was on a trip to the Left Coast. Six hours on a plane sitting next to an enormous cloud of over-sweet cheap perfume. Thankfully, the scent’s owner didn’t also talk my ear off. In fact, she slept most of the flight, dozing off … Continue reading

There’s no place like home

Well, I made it. The plane trip West wasn’t nearly as awful as I imagined — I didn’t have a harrowing journey, suffer mechanical difficulties, wasn’t left on the runway, didn’t lose my luggage or my mind (well, not yet). In fact, I relished the time alone and secretly cheered that I didn’t have any … Continue reading