There's nothing very glamorous about a 45 minute flight on Southwest, but I am always reminded of these chic illustrations when I head out of town. This woman looks so pulled together in her blue-lined trench and color coordinated luggage.
And although my days of traveling solo are far and few between, there is nothing more entertaining than flying with a 2 year-old. It's like carrying a parrot on your shoulder, who narrates the entire experience aloud. On repeat. We make friends with flight attendants, strangers, and people who usually want nothing to do with us.
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