• Travel

    Stranger Things Have Happened

    I love meeting people I have very little chance of seeing again. The kind of people you meet on your last day of college, or in a grocery store on the other side of town, or at a bike repair shop the day you sell your bike.  It’s not that I enjoy that I might never see them again; in fact, I most often wish the opposite were true. But there’s something about meeting someone when there is no risk involved. You can laugh a bit too loudly, listen more than you’d usually care to, make a joke your friends wouldn’t have laughed at.  I could have said no when…

  • Travel

    Baggage Limit

    At the airport, I’m constantly checking to make sure I have all my luggage with me. I’ve been known to push my way to the front of the baggage claim carousel to make sure I get to lay eyes on my bag first. The thought of leaving the airport without all my baggage is simply intolerable.  And yet, every trip, I fall into the trap of believing that my physical luggage is the only baggage I will take with me. Maybe- just maybe- nothing else will follow me from home. None of my anxieties, my problems, the things I have to deal with.