Travel has a romantic sound but in actuality it is tedious most times.
In the rush to get ready to leave for a business trip, I have thought of at least seventy four things I have not done to get ready to leave. Meanwhile, the lure of the open road always tugs at me, but the reality is that every time I leave the LaLa it feels like you are pulling candy out of my mouth – the sunlight looks so pretty on the eggplant colored sheets as it comes through the wood slat blinds, the temperature is one degree short of perfect, my sparkling water bottle is half drunk in the fridge and will be flat when I return and there is always that one banana – perfectly ripe – that I don’t want right now, but won’t wait for later.
A friend said to me the other night that she is tired of travel and moving and all of the nonsense – she wants to stay put and have her coffee in the morning at her table, with her lamp lit, and her reading glasses nearby and her trusty dog at her feet. Sigh.
Only one thing to do – make the travel better by inserting faraway fun. And always remember what Confucious say – woman who goes on journey, comes back changed.