Lamenting the Lack of Future Trips

I'm back in the swing of things, albeit with a minor cough. Perhaps those facemasks I saw on two passengers during my flight to LA a couple weeks ago weren't so bad of an idea after all.

My luggage is also back in my possession. I missed the call from the delivery service yesterday morning, and instead of waiting another full day for my bag or fighting with them about what time they actually did call me and why I didn't pick up, I decided to drive to Eastie for the luggage liberation. Armed with my GPS Jill and my discounted Fast Lane pass, I had my bag a few short minutes later.

So, I'm officially back, no major trips on the horizon, either vacation or work-related. I have had three months of being on trips or looking forward to forthcoming ones. From Iceland to Hawaii, I hit the extremes of places with volcanic activity - the windswept desolate tundras outside of Reykjavik to the shaved-ice paradise that is Kaua'i.

I'm a bit sad about my lack of future trips, but am looking forward to some time here in Boston. Part of why I (mostly) took myself off the road back in 2006 was to devote more time to a life here in Boston. I think over the next few months, my challenge will be finding a happy medium between being in town and finding reasons not to be.