Travel Days and Flying
If you don’t know this about me, I am terrified of flying. It’s stupid. Ridiculous, I know. And it wasn’t always that way or I probably never would’ve set foot on that tiny, surely unreliable Twin Otter to fly over the Himalayas to Lukla from Kathmandu.
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