airlines and adventures
Southwest Airlines is the best. United is pretty good, too.
In 2 weeks I head out on a Delta flight. I'll report back.
On the way back from Grand Rapids, Michigan to Chicago, Illinois, I sat next to a baby, she was sweet and crawled over to me to pat my face and look out the window. That's something to see the world below us with a baby cooing about how cool everything in the world truly is.
On the way from Chicago to Austin, I sat next to a 4 week old schnauzer puppy and his Mom. That was fun, too.
I'm tired of flying for a bit. Truly. I love to travel. Still travel involves really going somewhere and dissolving into it a bit. I haven't done that in ages.
My first was when I traipsed around Europe with my backpack, all young and hopeful. I went wherever the train and paths led me. I made friends, I saw sights, I woke each morning a little bit different and when I came home, I was different.
Much later I took the first of many roadtrips to the farthest town in Washington State, driving all the way in my little VW Golf. I pulled into a Native American reservation and the kids all crowded around my car and asked if I'd driven all the way from Texas? (I still hadn't spent the $$ to buy new plates.) I stood on the edge of the continent and looked over to see Canada. I had no reservations anywhere, it was a last minute decision, as the best ones tend to be. Luckily, I turned back only a few miles and stopped into a B&B. They had jsut gotten a cancellation. I slept in in a beautiful house nestled in the rainforest, in Forks, Washington. It was a cool, moist night, like a a rainforest night should be.
I need some of that. Some rememberence of that free spirited go power that drove me to some adventures.
Right now, I'm tired and slightly stressed and my house is dirty.
My daughter is leaving for college in about two months...my adventures these days are on emotional, rather than geographical, terrain, something I will try to appreciate as the intrepid adventurer that I am.
file under: life in general
In 2 weeks I head out on a Delta flight. I'll report back.
On the way back from Grand Rapids, Michigan to Chicago, Illinois, I sat next to a baby, she was sweet and crawled over to me to pat my face and look out the window. That's something to see the world below us with a baby cooing about how cool everything in the world truly is.
On the way from Chicago to Austin, I sat next to a 4 week old schnauzer puppy and his Mom. That was fun, too.
I'm tired of flying for a bit. Truly. I love to travel. Still travel involves really going somewhere and dissolving into it a bit. I haven't done that in ages.
My first was when I traipsed around Europe with my backpack, all young and hopeful. I went wherever the train and paths led me. I made friends, I saw sights, I woke each morning a little bit different and when I came home, I was different.
Much later I took the first of many roadtrips to the farthest town in Washington State, driving all the way in my little VW Golf. I pulled into a Native American reservation and the kids all crowded around my car and asked if I'd driven all the way from Texas? (I still hadn't spent the $$ to buy new plates.) I stood on the edge of the continent and looked over to see Canada. I had no reservations anywhere, it was a last minute decision, as the best ones tend to be. Luckily, I turned back only a few miles and stopped into a B&B. They had jsut gotten a cancellation. I slept in in a beautiful house nestled in the rainforest, in Forks, Washington. It was a cool, moist night, like a a rainforest night should be.
I need some of that. Some rememberence of that free spirited go power that drove me to some adventures.
Right now, I'm tired and slightly stressed and my house is dirty.
My daughter is leaving for college in about two months...my adventures these days are on emotional, rather than geographical, terrain, something I will try to appreciate as the intrepid adventurer that I am.
file under: life in general
Labels: film
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home