Travel

We are going on a short trip tomorrow and it is kind of a pain in the ass. I don’t particularly like to travel, but it is one of the evil necessities you have to put up with if you want to get some where you aren’t.

Modern day travel is pretty easy, just hop on a jet and in a few hours you are where you weren’t just a little while ago. Yes, there is some unpleasantness involved in travel, like the airport security monkeys. The whole get to the airport two hour early and sit and wait for two hours in a “special” waiting area. Line up to board the plane like a herd of cattle going to an abattoir. Squeeze into seats that aren’t really comfortable for anyone and watch crappy TV on a tiny screen.

Once at your destination you repeat the process, and pick up your bags. Then, if you have rented a car you wait in line behind five other couples whose bags came off of the plane first. Wouldn’t you think the rental company would have extra staff scheduled to work since everyone had booked the car pick up for a certain time. Oh well, I suppose they have their reasons.

I was just thinking that a couple of hundred years ago, a trip would involve months of planning, a ton of money and more months of actual travelling. Horse, carriage, train, steam ship and probably a lot of walking would eventually get you to your destination. Once there you would see things that you had read in stories, eat strange and exotic foods and make memories that would last a lifetime. Ahhhhh, the good old days!

Well, here’s to memories and fast travel. Thank God I was born when I was.

I suppose I should pack and try to remember that thing I was planning to bring…