Tuesday, October 13, 2009

I'll Meet you in Paris

It was the biggest plane I had ever seen. Mixed emotions flooded my mind. I was excited to head off in my next adventure; a trip to Paris.

Dave stood looking out the window at Ohare Airport in Chicago. On one side was the monster of the airplane which would take me to Paris and to the right of it was the smaller plane that would take him there. We had never really flown separately, on the same trip. He was flying for his work; and I was flying FREE frequent flyer miles.I would leave the good old USA an hour before him and he would arrive two hours before me. As we kissed each other goodbye we both said, "Meet you in Paris."

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