Phoenix > Charlotte

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We're mid-air, through the marvel of technology we are writing from the airplane!

Taryn is being her social butterfly self, and we're both knocking back cranberry vodkas. So far, the trip is fun! Except for the guy in front of us who farted right when the plane took off. Who does that? Couldn't you hold it for a minute past sitting down? The guy turned on his air, blowing it directly up my nose.

Anyways, we're having fun and we aren't even out of the U.S. yet.

'Til next time,

Jon + Taryn

HOLD THE PRESS!

Seriously, dude in the row in front of us (or lady?) SHAT THEIR PANTS. PLEEEEASE GO TO THE RESTROOM.

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