One of the best parts of traveling, in addition to seeing new places, is human-watching at the airport. I'm only a small frog so I do have to be careful that I don't get stepped on. But, for me, it's great fun to sit out of harm's way and gaze at the foot traffic as it passes by. Big humans, little humans...all rushing back at forth forth, trying to get to their destinations. I wonder where they're going...or where they've been. Was it a good trip? Did they have fun? Were they traveling for business or pleasure? Each person is a story, waiting to be told. Sometimes the people looked stressed out. Others look tired, or confused. At the airport in Austin, Texas yesterday, I saw a modern-day Willie Loman with his beat-up carry-on and a computer bag that was as tired and worn-out looking as its owner. You could tell that this guy had logged many miles and had trudged through so many airports that they now all looked the same. He couldn't care less if he was in Austin, Cleveland, or Hong Kong...as long as he made the sale. I felt kind of bad for him. Traveling should be pleasurable. I hope I never get to that point. After all, it's not about the destination, per se, but about the journey. Getting there, wherever there is, should be half the fun. My trip to San Diego will be a short one, but I had a great time getting here...although I nearly got run over by one of those massive baggage carts as I hopped to my departure gate at LAX. I'll be back home with family and friends on Sunday. And the trip home will be great, too. Because no matter where I travel to, there's still no place like home. Have a super weekend, everyone; wherever your life takes you and whatever adventures you have.
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