Back in the Saddle
It must be time for me to fly again. As a matter of fact, I have to go back to D.C. in September. And sure enough, something explodes. I have to apologize; as soon as the reservations are made, something out of Airport or Snakes on a Plane or Die Hard happens somewhere in the world.
Watch out. I have to go to St. Louis in November.
Labels: fear of flying
posted by teachergirl at 8:07 PM
1 Comments:
Yes, but nothing exploded in DC. Or from Georgia to DC. Or anywhere in the south, unless a still in the Blue Ridge Mountains blew up, but then we'd never hear about it, lest the revenuers come a'looking.
You'll be FINE in that metal bird. And you're going to DC, so it's all good.
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