Part#1 - Time on Our Hands

Ever have to take a forced vacation ?  Kind of a use-it or lose-it proposition.  Don't get me wrong, the idea of time away from work without concerns isn't like being sentenced to a Bataan March or forced to do anything against your will (unless that's your thing).  It's wonderful.

If you're a regular reader to this stream of consciousness I refer to as my blog (Hi Mom), you'll know I've been fortunate in the past to do some crazy, offbeat things.  The more off-beat the better in some ways.  Well, I found myself with a week, a truckload of built up frequent traveller points and a desire to see some stuff and just... move.

So that's the plan next week, a pointless, carbon-obnoxious exploration of our little blue marble. 21,000+ miles and a couple 15 hour+ flights, just because.  There are some places I want to see, some books I want to read, and it's my version of 'chill'.

I'll offer some excerpts during the week (I think).  As Horace Greeley said in reference to Manifest Destiny, "Go West Young Man".  So I will.