Flying Isnt So Bad After All
Finally, the day had come.Our long awaited trip to Italy was here, and all that was standing in the way of me and my vacation was a lengthy overnight flight. I sighed, wishing we could snap our fingers and just be there. “Are you okay?” David asked, grabbing my hand. “I’m fine.” I stared out the window of his truck and tried to imagine how I was going to entertain myself for hours. I can barely sit still for one hour, much less multiple. We made it to the airport and through security, and...