I went to the beach a couple weeks ago, and as I was lying in the sand, I watched about 4 commercial airlines fly on over the then-placid pacific.
A twinge of jealousy came over my body, and I asked myself "I wonder where those lucky fools are going?" I wished so badly that I could be on those planes...
Flying, traveling, changing scenery...it all makes me so happy.
At least I'll be going to Victoria (Canada) in about a month with the parents. I get to fly, yay!! My little heart is happy about that.
Seattle is nice this time of year, Ash.
ReplyDeleteAt first I thought this was a post about Foo Fighters... :) I am having travel withdrawl myself... gotta get out of town soon!
ReplyDeleteWhen I first moved to California, I'd wish all the time that I was on a plane back home.
ReplyDeleteNow, I just think of them as germ filled capsules and that helps.
Most of the time.
You haven't posted any pictures in awhile, Ash. How am I supposed to randomly steal them?
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