As Pretty as an Airport

You’d be forgiven for thinking I’d given up on the trip blogging. I made it past the halfway point of the month of insanity and stalled after the drive between Savannah and Atlanta. Part...

“The Savannah airport is best described as ‘intimate.’ It has two major shops: a flip-flop shop and a sunglasses emporium, facing each other across the concourse. Also, not a shred of data access. I...

It’s an odd road I’ve taken to get to where I am. I grew up a very stereotypical American child, geographically challenged and insular. Now I’m Irish by choice, living in a house with...

Although DC has characteristics of the South, and I spent my day in New York with a southern family, Beaufort was the first real Southern experience of the trip. I could taste the thunderstorms...

“I’m lucky to know a lot of really awesome people…and I’m lucky to get the chance to see a lot of them on this trip.” — my journal, 15 April 2014 For the first...

“Things were feeling tenuous this morning, but I’m kind of holding it together.” — my journal, 15 April 2014. Tenuous? Really? When I left for Denver I was halfway through the trip and halfway...

“The Boston flight is tight and I’m exhausted. I think I’m going to choose the path of sanity for once and stay [in DC]. Also, I need to cook my hosts meatloaf.” — my...

When counting cities I had trouble because I was using my flight timetable to do so. This was ill-conceived, as the one city I was absolutely positively obligated to visit was the one city...

I’m back from a fortnight of entirely normal, revenue passenger travel for work. It’s an entirely different experience. I spent less time in airports, more time knowing I’d be able to get a seat...

I’m returning to my jetset ways for a couple weeks, so As Pretty As An Airport will return in mid-July. Let’s all hope that my yoga studio doesn’t get NAMA’ed while I’m gone and...