Where do you suppose I am in this picture?
On a plane, that's where! And it's bound for New York City.
This particular plane gives out fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. Not too shabby.
Slowly it grew dark, and still we were on the plane. Are we there yet?
Eventually we landed at LaGuardia Airport and took a taxi to the place where we were staying.
When I got to the apartment, I discovered we had some pretty cushy digs. A private bedroom...
...and a private bathroom as well.
That's one good-looking plastic fella.
I wonder where I'll go in the morning?
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