I had my first flight at the age of 30 days! I behaved extremely well, not giving any hassle to mummy or daddy. The trip was to Porto in Portugal where we attended the wedding of one of daddy's cousins. The weather was beautiful.
It was also the first I saw the sea. Actually mummy made me touch the sand for the first time - real quality sand (at the beach), not sandpit sand, mind you... Finally, you can see me with proud great-grandma.
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