Well, clearly I failed. I only wrote two of the 5-6 travel posts I meant to while on R&R. But at least I got started. More to come.
A few days ago I was sitting in the living room at home watching football with my parents. I knocked on the stairs behind me (wood) and made the casual remark, "you know, I haven't been sick in a really long time." My mother looked at me horrified. But I knocked on wood!
And wouldn't you know, here I am, with a full-blown cold, about to fly back to Jeddah. UGH. What started as a sore throat has blossomed into ickiness. I'm well armed with a supply of zinc, ibuprofen, Nyquil, Dayquil, tissues, throat drops, and water. And while I don't often take cold pills (I've never actually taken one of the -quils before), two long plane rides seem the best place to start.
I really only have myself to blame for this, after all...
Anyway, I'm on my way back to Saudi, energized for some projects at work and settling back into a routine. Saying goodbye totally and completely sucked of course, but, for the first time in a long time, we actually know the next time we'll see each other. And having that date makes it a little bit easier.
I had a great last day in the U.S., spending the morning presenting travel photos to a group of fifth graders at the school where I used to work. They particularly loved the leopard photos from Yala. Me too! I spent the afternoon at my favorite day spa, my dad cooked beef stroganoff for dinner (yum!), and we all watched hours of MSNBC.
And then I got sick.
The good news is that my first flight appears on time, even with the horrific winds here in Boston. I wouldn't mind a delay - I'd rather kill time in Logan with free wi-fi than in Frankfurt, where they trick you into going to a boring terminal to wait without shopping distractions. Probably all the better; my bags are filled to the gills. I didn't have to fight to get the bags checked free, for once, even without a hard copy of my orders (loooong story). We had a harder time converting the expiration date of my residency card for KSA from Hijri to Gregorian calendar. 23.0kg and 23.8kg - way to go me! I think that .8kg on the second bag was the luggage scale I threw in after packing everything...
The airport is eerily quiet today; I wonder if my flight will have some empty seats. Oh, to sprawl!
All right. Time to do the last-minute necessities before boarding. Here's to a painless journey!
A few days ago I was sitting in the living room at home watching football with my parents. I knocked on the stairs behind me (wood) and made the casual remark, "you know, I haven't been sick in a really long time." My mother looked at me horrified. But I knocked on wood!
And wouldn't you know, here I am, with a full-blown cold, about to fly back to Jeddah. UGH. What started as a sore throat has blossomed into ickiness. I'm well armed with a supply of zinc, ibuprofen, Nyquil, Dayquil, tissues, throat drops, and water. And while I don't often take cold pills (I've never actually taken one of the -quils before), two long plane rides seem the best place to start.
I really only have myself to blame for this, after all...
Anyway, I'm on my way back to Saudi, energized for some projects at work and settling back into a routine. Saying goodbye totally and completely sucked of course, but, for the first time in a long time, we actually know the next time we'll see each other. And having that date makes it a little bit easier.
I had a great last day in the U.S., spending the morning presenting travel photos to a group of fifth graders at the school where I used to work. They particularly loved the leopard photos from Yala. Me too! I spent the afternoon at my favorite day spa, my dad cooked beef stroganoff for dinner (yum!), and we all watched hours of MSNBC.
And then I got sick.
The good news is that my first flight appears on time, even with the horrific winds here in Boston. I wouldn't mind a delay - I'd rather kill time in Logan with free wi-fi than in Frankfurt, where they trick you into going to a boring terminal to wait without shopping distractions. Probably all the better; my bags are filled to the gills. I didn't have to fight to get the bags checked free, for once, even without a hard copy of my orders (loooong story). We had a harder time converting the expiration date of my residency card for KSA from Hijri to Gregorian calendar. 23.0kg and 23.8kg - way to go me! I think that .8kg on the second bag was the luggage scale I threw in after packing everything...
The airport is eerily quiet today; I wonder if my flight will have some empty seats. Oh, to sprawl!
All right. Time to do the last-minute necessities before boarding. Here's to a painless journey!
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