Come fly with me.


I’m not sure which I enjoyed more – laying on the warm sand in the hot, hot sun next to the beautiful ocean, or watching planes fly by on their final approach to the nearby airport. The combination of the two made for a perfect couple of hours and an amazing start to a day that could only get worse from there on.
And get worse it did. Somehow I still managed to have a blast working on a very limited amount of sleep (or maybe because of it), but nobody enjoys a plane full of grumpy people and frowning faces and I’m certainly no exception.


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