These are the songs I always sing in my head, sometimes out loud, when I'm about to travel via airplane:
"All my bags are packed (actually I haven't even started), I'm ready to go..."
"Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away..."I'm flying out to LA tomorrow with my mom to go apartment hunting, visit my childhood bestie whom I haven't seen in a decade, who just happens to be coming to LA from San Jose this very weekend (it's meant to be!), and of course, spend a day at the happiest place on earth. This will be my third time to Disneyland in 18 months. I musta done something good in heaven to deserve this :)
This will be my very first time in Los Angeles. I hope it doesn't scare me!