Air travel used to involve joy. Now, I'm not so sure. I remember flying as a child. My dad would insist we wear something nice, because flying was a big deal. You had to look respectable. The food was incredible! Steak, chicken dishes, mystical vegetable medleys that made your senses swim, fine assortments of fresh cheese - and the desserts! The flight staff would do anything to make you comfortable. "Would you like a pillow, sir?" "Something to read?" "Can I get you another ginger ale?" It seemed that they were constantly begging to do something for you. Enough reminiscing. Let me tell yo...
More..T. H. Orin
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