Hey internet friends.
I’m writing from sunny Miami, where the news cycle is understandably dominated by the Surfside building collapse. I’m here with my family and it’s the first time we’ve flown since March 2020. O’Hare was crowded and, save the masks, felt just like a normal busy Saturday in the before times.
When it comes to traveling with my family, I’d 1000% rather drive—or even take the train—than fly. As a solo flier, I’m happy to jump into a middle seat, put my headphones in, and zone out for a few hours until we hit our destination. But traveling with a small child? Give me the comfort zone of my car, the ability to stop and stretch legs anytime, the lack of security theatre rigamarole 24/7. But the kid traveled like a champ. Here’s the park we made it to today—worth it.
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