No, this is not another post by someone ranting about a miserable travel experience with a major airline (although I have no shortage of those).  This is about a trip I took last week to Irvine, CA and having two first time flyers sitting in front of me – a boy and a girl that I would guess were somewhere between 4 and 6.

If you fly a great deal, you begin to take for granted many of the things this pair was pointing out.  Namely, how much you could see, how neat it was to be flying in the clouds, and as one pointed out, they were "higher than grandad’s house."

The airlines don’t make it easy to enjoy flying these days and sharing the joy of this pair made the whole experience so much better.