A Travel Story: Iceberg Salad

(Very) short travel stories by a 'financial independence' wannabe - guaranteed 50% true. Buckled up in my uncomfortable economy class seat and several uneventful hours into the flight to Chicago I gazed through the small oval window next to me, hypnotized by the countless white specks that dotted the dark blue ocean, thirty thousand feet … Continue reading A Travel Story: Iceberg Salad