<div class="floatleft">(http://oceanisdeep.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/happy20young20male20doctor.jpg)</div>The taxi pulled up to the small airport just out of the city, the driver turning towards the man sitting in back.<em>"Here ya are mate. Meter tallies ya at $15.70. Need help with the bags?"</em><br/><br/>Glancing up from the magazine he'd been reading during the drive, Jared glanced out the window, looking at the small airport before shaking his head to the driver.<strong>"No thanks. It's only two small ones. I can manage."</strong>Pulling a twenty dollar bill from his wallet, he handed it towards the driver before opening the door. Two duffel bags were on the seat next to him, which he quickly grabbed as he exited the vehicle.<br/><br/>The weather was somewhat overcast, almost as if a storm might blow in later on, though the weather report had scoffed at such a possibility. The only airplane even visible was a small one, just outside a hanger a few hundred yards to his left. The stenciling on the side of the plane told him that it was his destination, the charter company he'd hired the flight through. Hefting one duffel bag up over his shoulder, the other being carried in his free hand, Jared strode quickly towards the plane, ready for his vacation to get underway.