Candid Diary #3: On The Plane To New York

Row 30. ‘G’ to be exact. A blanket over my shoulder and the seatbelt fastened; not too tight, but tight enough to get the slight nod of approval from the air hostess. My 10-year-old self would be so proud of how far she’s going; jumping … Continue reading Candid Diary #3: On The Plane To New York