Whatever you do, don’t do this – and trust me, you, too, can get to this point
Ah, traveling. The joys of leaving behind the comforts of home, willingly accept to be treated like a felon or a convict while at the airport, suffering through 5 to 8 (or more) hours of stale air, questionable food and funky water (I stand by my opinion that plane water tastes funky!) to arrive in… Read More Whatever you do, don’t do this – and trust me, you, too, can get to this point