Fri
Sep
10
When I was 16, some friends and I went out to SeaTac airport one night. We ran down the corridors holding hands and singing “Leaving on a Jet Plane”. Of course we weren’t going anywhere; we were just being crazy kids and dreaming of going somewhere together.
That song has been playing in my head today. We are departing in a few hours for a vacation in England & Scotland. Some memories come back at the perfect time!
