I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous right now. I’m about to leave for the airport, spend a couple of hours getting there, checking in and boarding the plane, then spending 13 hours going straight to Moscow nonstop. The next time I’ll touch the ground, I’ll be thousands of miles away from home.  [...]

In just thirty days, I will be touching down on international soil for the first time since my trip to Germany. My thirst for traveling has finally caught up for me and I need to quench it with a last spontaneous trip to see a land of which I know so little. It hit me [...]

Today begins three months of travel. I sit here in the Burbank airport waiting to board a plane to Houston, realizing that I will be in an airport at least four times between now and January. Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. I am at peace.