Once upon a time, in my childhood, there was one reason not to fly: cost. Airline travel was expensive. But if you could afford it (we took a trip by air to the east coast when I was eleven and one to Colorado to see my cousin graduate from the Air Force Academy when I was eighteen), it was fun and pleasant. Just considering the actual trip itself, what the airline was responsible for, it was definitely a plus. Seats were wide enough for real people, with actual leg-room (even a leg...
Published on April 07, 2010 10:08