I love airplanes! I feel at home when I am in an airport, holidays begin in the taxi that drives me to the airport. This probably comes from my childhood: I was 6 months old when I flew for the first time of my life and I learned how to take the train at the age of 22! I have to admit I still find it tricky to find the right coach, but airports are like playgrounds for me.

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