A little bit over a year ago I packed one duffel bag, put a lamp and a few pictures in my car and drove to Michigan to move to Detroit. Oh believe me, Detroit was not the city I had envisioned starting out my grown up career in. I had envisioned a beautiful southern life in Atlanta or maybe a bustling high society life in NYC… but here we are.
The nose of the plane touched down as we landed in Paris. No sooner had that occurred than this tiny… tiny… little old lady bolted up, grabbed her ginormous suitcase from the overhead bin and started racing towards the plane door.
I unlatched my harness and bolted after her.
“Ma’am, ma’am!!!!” I shouted. Continue reading “The Do’s and Don’ts of Air Travel”
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