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Drinking Baileys on the Rocks at 35,000 feet while the Baby Sleeps
Quebec

We all know about children and babies in airplanes. The combination should not exist but it does. Sooner or later, YOU will be one of those people - the person on the airplane with their own small child, hoping and praying that there won't be any screaming.

Luckily, Frantisek was totally alright on this transatlantic flight. We even were able to leave him sleeping in his stowaway bed for a while, and sneak to the back of the airplane and drink some Bailey's on the rocks. A sweet few moments of peace and calm, hurtling through space in a metal tube, 35 thousand feet in the air.

Copyright: Jeffrey Martin
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Resolution: 7000x3500
Chargée: 10/12/2008
Mis à jour: 03/02/2012
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