Layovers for me are an absolute travel hack, especially after my latest birthday that categorized me as an “Early-Bird Special.” Gone are the days of enduring long-haul flights to get to my final destination. Now, I strategically insert a mandatory stopover within my itineraries. Places like Hong Kong, Dubai, Mexico City, Amsterdam, Johannesburg. By doing this, I can wholly attest, my travel sanity stays intact. I don't want to be that person who loses their shit at 40,000 feet and try, to get off the plane. I’ve come close. Only, because my fellow flying monkeys do real assholey things. Like exist. So, according to my calculations, direct flights from Paris to Vancouver are 9.5 hours long. My maximum tolerance for seats in economy, around 7 hours. So, I could take an Ativan and drool all over
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