One of the big perks of my job is that I get to travel a lot more than I used to. In my previous life, I was tied to a desk all year long, and even when I was ‘on vacation,’ the work was always one phone call away. I spent most of my 20’s and 30’s worrying about work and never truly being free of it, and to now be able, albeit infrequently, to walk away for a good moment and know that it’s all behind me until I come back… I don’t know if I can really explain to someone who hasn’t gone through that special kind of hell what a privilege it is to be able to punch out and walk away. If you have it, savor it. Many schlubs like me didn’t/don’t.
So I’ve been taking advantage whenever I’ve been afforded a moment and hitting the road. And with sufficient travel under my belt and posts filed away on here, we’ve reached that point in the maturity cycle of a blog where the vacation pictures come out. You’ve been warned.