I recently took an American Airlines flight from Dallas to Rome. Whoa. It's been ten years since I've flown internationally. A LOT has changed. For starters, each seat now has its own entertainment unit. The last time I was on a flight long enough to warrant a movie and meal service, we were all forced to watch the one movie playing on the drop-down TVs all over the plane, which was most likely the edited version of "My Cousin Vinny." These days, you have choices. And oh, the choices you have! You can play "Plants vs. Zombies" for 10 straight hours! Or you can choose a movie from one of many categories, including "Romance", "Action", and "Classics." Upon further investigation, the ca
I recently went on vacation. I don’t mean a family trip; I mean an honest-to-God vacation. Like, “in the movies” vacation. My husband and I flew into Rome, rented a car, drove up the coast and then into Tuscany, where we spent three glorious days with friends on a Tuscan farm and in the surrounding area. From there, we flew from Florence to Paris, where we stayed in another friend’s flat for the weekend before heading back to the States, our kids, and our lives. It sounds like a fairy tale — and it was! — but, in all fairness, I should say that we hadn’t planned to go on this trip as of a month ago. Really, we had no business going on vacation. We’re both slammed with work, overloaded
