When Uber to the airport before it's open and you walk on the tarmac in the predawn chilliness, and you search for seat 14B and there's room in the overhead compartment for your carryon and your buckle in for takeoff, doze off and wakeup in another city, now that's a good feeling. If you happen to remember where you just landed, that's an even better feeling. We're gateful for His travel mercies today and excited about being in the same place for the holidays.
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