At Mali & Kai's wedding in Addis Ababa, the question wasn't had you traveled to get there, but how far had you traveled. Between K's German family and friends, M's Canadian by way of Poland parents and my own Denver-Chicago-Heathrow-Beirut-Addis flight path, the sky miles were piled to the moon! On the way to the wedding, I fell in love with Rebecca Solnit's A Field Guide to Getting Lost.
What do you think about most when you're traveling? What stays with you? I tend to be the pensive type that looks up at the stars and think about converging paths, how traveling alone can be lonesome but not necessarily lonely. On this trip I remember either Millencollin or NOFX (I wrote it down in a letter I stored in a lap top destined for the junk heap... PRINT ALL THE THINGS) suddenly appearing on a set list of mostly dance music, looking up at the stars and feeling just how very far away my husband was. I often feel like a terrible traveler because I'm always looking towards home. And then I will inevitably start singing that song from An American Tail. Because why wouldn't I?