I want to take a trip. I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to my honeymoon next spring. In traditional style, fiance is planning it all and I won't find out where we're going until we're on the plane (though he may give a little away by telling me what to pack!)
But if I could take any trip at all, unconstrained by things like money, taking time off work and, you know, the laws of physics... I'd take a trip on a plane in the 1950's, when traveling was a real event and they had the very best accessories.
So I made this little treasury of pretty things to dream away the afternoon:
Come fly with me, let's fly let's fy away...