Twelve Magical Hours
Twelve magical hoursThe 10 seater charter plane finally completes it's somewhat bumpy descent and lands on terra firma with a bounce. I'm glad to be down, not anxious but excited. Nineteen flying hours from half way around the world and I'm only about 10 minutes from seeing you. We've never met in person, but know each other intimately since we met online some months ago. The attraction was mutual, almost instantaneous. It just seems we w...