Post-Easter the MK and I ran through orange groves and avocado farms. Up, up, and away we climbed until we were short of breath and in the high heavens. 2 1/2 hours up and about 1 1/2 hours down. You could smell orange blossoms and hear bees. The sky was so blue it looked like it had come out of a paint tube. I am glowing with a pink sunburn, but I am blissfully content.