The wing shrunk the world.
Modern families toast each other with jet fuel.
A plane ride is like a cocktail; pour ingredients into a cylinder, tilt, shake and serve.
The constant drone outside the earphone lulls us home.
To ride a plane, find your seat, sit in concrete and cut off your feet.
Take offs have the power to peel off the too-much we’ve taken on.
Transportation’s backward magic turns a city into a jungle.
Alexander rode over the Alps on elephant backs; we followed on their ears.
As a patient loves a colonoscopy, so a traveler loves an airline seat.
Every terminal is a hopscotch square for an adventurous soul.
Before takeoff, turn off all your demonic devices.