Day 25: Family shapes who we are, but sometimes the family we create plays a bigger role in our lives than the one we were born into. Tell a story about how either of your “families” have impacted your life and your travels.
It wasn’t our annual trips to South Carolina that really did it, even though as a kid I used to complain that the space between trips was far too long. It was in 2007, when we went to Chicago, Maine, and Vegas all in the space of a few months, when I finally realized, hey, the world is a whole heckuva lot more accessible than I initially thought, and also being Out West is really cool, and if being on the other side of the country is like this, imagine what being on the other side of the world would be like!
Day 26: Post a photo of your favorite place and tell us what you love about it.
The three greatest, most wondrous cities in the world, right here, each the center of their respective universes. Nothing quite like being someplace where Stuff Happens.
[Now you know where the banner comes from. It’s still the best photo I’ve ever taken.]
Day 27: Share a photo or video that just makes you want to GO. RIGHT. NOW.
Yes, it’s LAX, one of America’s uglier airports, but for me, the journey is always just as important as the destination, and the airport sort of encapsulates the feeling of Excitement and Anticipation you get when you know you’re going to be someplace new and incredible and amazing in just a few hours. Also, I love airports, because they’re so alien to everything else I know and experience, and they throw all my preconceptions about scale out the window. So, to make up for that, here’s a little story.
I had a window seat on a flight from Sydney to Los Angeles, [Both pictures are from the same trip, actually.] but because it was a red-eye the flight attendants wanted all the windows down so people could sleep. This edict proved especially irksome to this window seat lover and selfish jerknose, (“But…but…the scenery!” “You’re going over an ocean. What’s to see?” “I don’t care, I still want a view.”) so about two hours in I opened the window a crack to see what’s down there. I was expecting ocean, and instead I got Fiji: