Conversations with a Former Soviet-Bloc Journalist

United Flight 335. Last Thursday, leaves Dulles Airport for Seattle, Washington. I’m more thankful than I expected for being on this plane. The past few times I flew cross-country, I picked up bargain-basement tickets from Southwest Airlines. $99 each way. Not a bad deal, but historically, those trips have included stops in Las Vegas, Los Angeles or Salt Lake. There’s a certain comfort in knowing I can pass out and just wake up five hours later on the West Coast.

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