September is almost over. I can't say I'm sorry.
I think that some people are just hard-wired to be better travelers than others. I find it exhausting. I'm puzzled by the phenomena that occurs when sitting and waiting for airline flights, and then sitting on the flight itself, perhaps making a connection and sitting some more - it all makes me feel like I've spent days walking through rugged hilly countryside. Seriously. My body responds to it all with aches and groans pretty much everywhere.
Today's drive to our Fall meeting of Presbytery was, by contrast, perfectly delightful. We saw the fall colours along the road. We stopped once to stretch and have a snack.
Even better was the fact that I had wonderful company for the trip (as opposed to the person on EVERY flight who didn't get the memo about covering one's mouth when coughing). Perhaps the biggest mistake I have made recently was seeing the film Contagion before all of September's air travel. Bad idea. I already viewed planes as large metal flying petrie dishes of doom. The movie only affirmed that view and increased my ongoing need for hand sanitizer.
I've had great travel experiences once the petrie dishes have landed. That's good news. Ottawa was great. Toronto was awesome. I had a visit with a friend and the author of The Camino Letters - a wonderful and inspiring book.
The next day I saw the doc at the pain clinic. That was Monday. I lost count of the injections, but it was over twenty. I felt kind of puky most of the week, but tonight is Thursday and I'm feeling much much better.
Headache pain, even this late at night (when it's usually at its worst), is non-existent. It's an odd feeling in many ways. I've been sitting here this evening relaxing and habitually waiting for the other pain shoe to fall. It hasn't. I get to go to bed feeling good. Feeling right. Feeling like "normal" people feel when they shut off the light and experience the perfect rest of body, mind and spirit.
Travel. I may not be great at it. But wow - has it ever been worth it this month.
Even so, come Sunday, I'll be home if you're looking for me!
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Noting the aches and pains after sitting on a plane -- didn't they tell you you don't have to PEDAL the whole way???
but rejoicing very much at the absence of headache pain, woo hoo.
Travelling mercies, dear friend!
LOL CR - I'm picturing the Flinstone version of WestJet.... :)
Mostly it's just the endless sitting. And wow - I cannot imagine having long legs on some of those planes. It makes me appreciate my hobbit-like characteristics all the more.
I've had that book on my request list at the library for a few weeks already. Can't wait to read it. Walking the Camino is a dream of mine.
Glad you are pain free!
yay for no pain!!
i was really wiped out after air travel this week, too. the first leg of the transcontinental journey was delayed over 2 hours, but fortunately [a] my seatmates were keepers, and [b] i had given in to some major snack stockpiling at the airport shop, so we did not starve. (maybe that wasn't the most germ-free thing to do, but it was an emergency!)
I hear you, flying is exhausting. But really grateful it also brought you this relief!
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