I’m Leaving on a Jet Plane

Even after countless business trips, for me flying still feels magical…most of the time (I’m looking at you San Francisco red eye delay). Yes, the security lines can be tedious, delays are a hassle and hauling baby gear can add another level of crazy. Where was I going with this? Ah yes, flying is magical!

Maybe it’s because I associate flying with adventure and new experiences. The first time I flew was in 1995. I was a senior in high school and went on a drama club trip to New York City. Not only was it my first time flying, it was my first trip to the BIG APPLE. I’ll never forget seeing the skyline as we flew in. The city just seemed to go on forever. I saw Broadway shows, rung in 1996 in Central Park, tripped on national television (only me, right?), went up the Empire State Building and experienced all the sights and sounds of a big city. See? Magical!

Recently my husband and I were debating flying verses driving to a wedding in Ohio. I was for flying for two reasons. One, I didn’t feel like driving 6+ hours. Two, see above. It turns out we will be flying, because Tom found a great deal. Isabelle will be at home with my parents, so even if we do have a delay, I’ll enjoy some “me” time at the airport with a good book and a cup of coffee.