Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Over the Ocean

While flying over Canada and Newfoundland I had a little bracer — a Jim Beam on the rocks. Then, a short time after, a delicious meal along with a California red.

1 comment:

JustMe said...

And as I flew back from Ireland, my true home in this crazed exile, the crying was stopped mostly by great conversation from a young and very garrulous seatmate, but also by all the grand food and brew, yes. I was almost alive as we touched down.