Flight Lessons

As someone who has flown at all times and in every possible condition, I can say with certainty that the absolute best time to fly is 11 a.m. on a sunny weekday. You breeze through the metal detector in a set of striped socks, you amble onto the plane with a toasted sesame bagel, and you're asleep in a pool of sunshine before you hit 10,000 feet. Good stuff.

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