Thanks for all of your well-wishes for a safe trip. I survived my first solo trip abroad in one piece. Hubby picked me up from the airport, as happy to see me as I was to see him (running toward him dragging a 35-pound suitcase–super attractive after a full 24 hours spent in airports/giant metal tubes in the sky, I’m sure).
And because, as soon as I typed the title, this song became lodged in my brain, I give you this:
I don’t know if these guys play a single instrument, but it sure is catchy.