I am really dreaming of France these days and wishing I could fly away across the Atlantic.
This is what the screen in the seat back on the plane looks like as we get close to France.I'm not crazy about flying, but I'm willing to do it to get to the country I love visiting.
The smell of coffee brewing on the plane would wake me, and I'd open my eyes, slide open the window shade and see neat square fields of brown and cream and green below me. Then I'd know I was above France.
What are you dreaming of this week?