Before I die I want to...
Fly In A Plane (At Least Once).

When I was little I was scared of heights, but was fascinated with watching planes pass over at night. I would sit and imagine what the passengers were seeing, as they looked out the windows, and where they were going. I would watch the flashing wing lights until they disappeared. I never fail to receive a feeling of elation as I watch them, wishing for a chance to reverse the roles of on-looker and passenger. Rebecca

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Got some bucket list experience, insight or encouragement to share with Rebecca?
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