I HAVE ALWAYS hated shopping. Although most things can be had via the internet these days, groceries are the exception when you live in a small rural town. And the local Piggly Wiggly just doesn't cut it for a vegetarian like me. So, when I first moved to Sewanee, Tennessee, I made a weekly 160-mile round-trip slog to Nashville in search of better options. Several years later, I earned my pilot certificate and along with it with it, I had hoped, an end to those grueling drives. With a temporary certificate tucked in my wallet, I pointed the nose of my airplane toward Nashville and smiled as I sailed past cars on 1-24. No longer would that be me! Of course, the shopping part still wouldn't be fun, but sandwiching that chore between two flights made the entire enterprise more than palatable-I was actually excited to go.
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