Hello, Cleveland!
If Google is accurate, Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “it’s not the destination, it’s the journey.” The thing is, Ralph Waldo Emerson never flew commercial out of LAX.
Our flight to Cleveland was a redeye, but we left our house five hours early to get the jump on rush hour traffic, unfuck a ticketing issue that couldn’t be unfucked online, and post up in an airport lounge so Christina could do some work and I could consume my body weight in chocolate chip cookies and cucumber water.
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