Travel Didn’t Used To Suck

We’re home.

Jet lag kicked me in the butt all week and I’ve gotten less than 6 hours sleep a night since leaving San Mateo. I swear, going to NYC messes me up worse than going to Europe does, despite the much greater time difference.

In addition, there was a time when I liked flying, but these days, flying has all the glamor of a Greyhound Bus ride and I hate it. I still like the “being somewhere else” part of travel as much as always, but I can’t say how much I wish we had better options for getting there.

I’m going to try to fight off going to sleep for a couple more hours so that I don’t wake up at 3:00AM, but I’m not really coherent enough to blog on anything else right now.