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Saturday, January 12, 2008

The not-so friendly skies....

With a boyfriend who is 8 hours away and a strong dislike for long road trips, flying has become a regular routine in my life. Generally speaking, I take a flight from Savannah to Atlanta and the on to Ft. Lauderdale. My mother always worries about me ( I call the moment my plane touches down). I've tried to explain to hear the low probability that anything bad is going to happen. Guess I don't need to show her this .

1 comments:

By the Sea said...

Or this. ;-)