I was 18 when I went abroad for the first time, Canada. It was a connecting flight via London. When I was going to Vancouver, a child was born mid flight and the flight came back. — Sunil Grover Copy Share Image
“My flight came in just past 6 AM. This is not a good time to arrive in Los Angeles. The city is groggy and careless, still half-asleep. Insouciance permeates. Cars crawl down the highways and arterials like ants marching up… — Loren Niva Copy Share Image
