It’s 4 am and I’m awake – on purpose. Only two things could make me willingly set my alarm for 3 am: a RunDisney race or a plane flight. In this case, it’s the latter. I ride the airport shuttle this morning and find myself bleary-eyed, awaiting the caffeine to kick in and staring at…
My inner Girl Scout fights with my inner MacGyver every time I travel. Here’s what I mean: I book a flight, pull out luggage, check the weather, make lists, and lay out piles of “necessities” for the trip. Of course I need two pairs of shoes, bug spray, shower shoes, Band-Aids, and two dozen pairs…
