Friday, 10am: Ever since he could form a sentence my son has made an annual plea to go to the snow. Poor, deprived child. Five long years he waited. This year we took pity. Our family's virgin voyage to colder climes.
Flight problems and ATM fund USA TODAY (blog) My travel companion informed me that the very last person at the end of security was basically there to shake you down and demand money. As our bags came through the metal detector – we grabbed them, kept our head down and just walked past him. |
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