First, this picture:
My mother insisted on taking it as I was going into the airport. That makes it sound like I was reluctant and I hate it, but lookie here, I'm posting it online, so....yeah. I love my mother.
Second, airplane food. It's a cliche, I know, so I'll just put up this picture and you'll get the story from our faces:
Julia and I were lovin' those bland mushy things they called vegetables.
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