The First Leg of the Trip
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When it comes to travel, everyone has a story, some good, some bad, some excruciatingly long, others perfectly to the point. Whether a tip, a tale or a did-you-know-that, we hope our blog will be one of the layovers on your next itinerary.
For me, I suppose I have travel in my blood. At six months old I was diapered, dazed and destined to board a flight with my parents and sis from San Francisco to Tokyo. A mere 33 hours and Honolulu fueling stop later, we touched down in the Land of the Rising Sun. Three years later we made our return flight and I haven't stopped traveling since.
To this day I prefer the drone of a prop engine to that of cricket's call to put me to sleep. Yep, travel consumed (read warped) my formative years, but I suspect or at least wish to believe I'm a better person for it. Travel made me adapt and gave me a perspective I'd otherwise not enjoy; understanding that it's a small world and I have it pretty good, and no matter how much I travel, there's really no place like home. (Why am I clicking my heels?)