These Empty Terminals Are Temporary

As I walk through the empty terminal of Austin Bergstrom Airport I have to remind myself of one thing: This is temporary. You can hear a pin drop in the terminal. Aircraft engines are cold, jet bridges are empty, and wheels are chocked upon vacant tarmacs. Departure boards are red with cancelations, and social distancing is made easyContinue reading “These Empty Terminals Are Temporary”

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Alto Progreso. A Shanty Town With A Ton Of Heart…

Scenery changed to dirt, our cab weaved obstacles, and uphill we climbed. The bumpy ride jolted not only my body, but the awareness of my surroundings. My jaw fell to the floor of our rickety cab, viewing a landscape that mirrored a Third World. Wheels halted at the base of a narrow stairway which climbedContinue reading “Alto Progreso. A Shanty Town With A Ton Of Heart…”

Peruvians Are Loves

First 24 hours south of the Equator…Day 1, Peru. I forgot kids sell goods on the street. I forgot running water, toilets, warm showers, and safe drinking water are amenities. I forgot that some have dirt sidewalks and only torn shoes. I forgot that people with less, sometimes have so much more… I realized dirtContinue reading “Peruvians Are Loves”

South Korea Took Kimchi Bravery

I could feel every eye on me as I boarded the public bus. Wishing for less attention, I discretely grabbed a hanging strap, and stood near a window. The red in my cheeks dissipated after coins clunked in the tray, guessing incorrect fare. The driver pulled from the curb. I was the only tourist onContinue reading “South Korea Took Kimchi Bravery”

My Love To Wander…Occasionally A Curse, Always A Blessing

An inquiry from a new friend made me think about my current lifestyle, designed around adventure. The urge to explore is the restless baggage I carry, churning like a propeller within my soul. Internal turbulence is sometimes a curse, because I desire contentment in the present; my present. When life feels stagnant, as if inContinue reading “My Love To Wander…Occasionally A Curse, Always A Blessing”

Iceland Stole My Heart…

Iceland stole my heart like a thousand Arctic ponies galloping through lush fields, pollinating flowers under a midnight sun. Shifting into first, off the grid I went. Solo, without a map, GPS, or cell, to ensure I could survive without assistance. Heading north on Route 1, adrenaline delivered me to Akranes, IS, the northern mostContinue reading “Iceland Stole My Heart…”

Stranded In Liberia On A Broken Bus, 8km From The Airport…

Initial seasonal exposure to sunshine and critters at the Tamarindo bus stop had me counting high as I could, in Spanish, grande bites on my pink legs. Locals gave varied schedules, so I sat for some time until a bus pulled alongside, with signage for Liberia. Inquiring if that encompassed an aeropuerto stop seemed aContinue reading “Stranded In Liberia On A Broken Bus, 8km From The Airport…”

Dublin With My Wee Lil’ Nephew

Visual senses trace intertwined white and red on a Sochi Coke, transporting my mind to an Irish adventure with my wee lil’ nephew. Twelve at the time, he and I scampered through Dublin, exploring like curious leprechauns. It was his first European adventure, once pried from the terminal massage chair. I informed the wee ladContinue reading “Dublin With My Wee Lil’ Nephew”

Luggage Tags Are Not Life Saving Articles

As frequently as security announcements interrupt sine waves throughout terminals across the globe, passengers say; “My bag had a ribbon on it. Flying friends, let me tell you an industry tip that could save you time and energy. We all have baggage… Some carry too much, placing zipper bursting emphasis upon external factors such as;Continue reading “Luggage Tags Are Not Life Saving Articles”