Back in the spring of 2015, we were a bicoastal family for a week. The kids were in Wilmington, North Carolina with Clay’s parents while Clay and I spent a week in Southern California.
We took an early morning direct flight to LAX out of RDU last Wednesday. The flight was unremarkable in a good way I suppose, although flying coach nowadays is about as much fun as getting a root canal. But we arrived safe and sound and ready to begin our child-free getaway.