At first, I was worried about flying with my disabilities – but then I realized how *great* airline travel is when you’re disabled.
You get driven around the airport. You get through security faster. Your helper dog flies free. You don’t have to run to your next gate because they get the cart thingie. You get to get on the plane without a huge crowd of people, and you’re usually first off the plane too. Too rad.
Tomorrow, Adam and I are headed to Chicago to visit family and friends. It will be the first time I’ve ever traveled with an animal. We got Brisco a cute sweater since it’s so much colder in Chicago than in the San Fernando valley.