Flying to San Diego

The four-and-a-half hour flight was enjoyable because I sat with two friends. Early in the flight, they gave us Plane Cookies, and I stuck one to our window and left it there for the entire flight.

Our pilot told us he was taking a southern route because of turbulence over the Rockies. Most of the time, I couldn’t tell where we were, although I think I recognized a few things as we got closer to the coast.

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