It was cool to be ten years old and have a passport. We flew on Trans World Airlines, and when returning from London Heathrow the 747 had to make a unexpected stop over in Halifax, Canada. The plane stayed grounded there for hours, and the cabin was stuffy as hell. Being around my mother, who had cancer, made me a hypochondriac and I was terrified about vomiting.
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In 1988 I took my first trip overseas. My mother Victoria took kid sister and I on a trip over to Great Britain, to visit her auntie and cousins.
It was cool to be ten years old and have a passport. We flew on Trans World Airlines, and when returning from London Heathrow the 747 had to make a unexpected stop over in Halifax, Canada. The plane stayed grounded there for hours, and the cabin was stuffy as hell. Being around my mother, who had cancer, made me a hypochondriac and I was terrified about vomiting.
It was cool to be ten years old and have a passport. We flew on Trans World Airlines, and when returning from London Heathrow the 747 had to make a unexpected stop over in Halifax, Canada. The plane stayed grounded there for hours, and the cabin was stuffy as hell. Being around my mother, who had cancer, made me a hypochondriac and I was terrified about vomiting.
