Seat Of My Pants
byMaybe it’s just me, but the seats are so packed in on airplanes these days, shuffling past someone in the aisle seat to your own feels like second base.
Maybe it’s just me, but the seats are so packed in on airplanes these days, shuffling past someone in the aisle seat to your own feels like second base.
“I’m never flying,” Master8 announced as he exited the bathroom this evening. Clearly he’d been using his time on the loo to do some deep thinking.
Friends of ours took off for the US yesterday for a relaxing holiday. Their blog entry this morning reminded me why, when it comes to flying, if given a choice, I always choose to stay home.
While I couldn’t be buggered with all that chasing down of cathedrals and Neanderthal cave paintings I totally get the lure of Italy & France – it’s the chance to bond with their gloriously delicious food.