You're the honey and the moon that lights up my night.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
I'm a "better safe than sorry" kind of traveler. So for a 7 a.m. flight, you can imagine that I'll get up before 4. Josh, in order to guarantee a decent night's sleep, took a sleeping pill and wound up groggy. We managed to get out the door on schedule, at 4:15, and made it to the airport without a car accident. I had gotten only 3 hours of sleep, so I conked out during the middle of the flight for a while.
By the way, Virgin America is awesome. I love you, Richard Branson.