The Joy of Flight
“I used to savor the plane trips on the way to a story. Usually that would be the last chance for a decent meal. And yes, given where we were usually going, airplane food actually counted as a decent meal.”
I used to travel a lot. Sometimes I'd be on the road at least six months out of the year. And I loved it. And that didn't count vacations. Early in my career as a journalist, I used to take what I considered adventure vacations: safaris in Kenya, visits to China and Tibet. But as I traveled more and more for work, and as those trips became more "adventurous," my idea of a vacation changed. I wanted to just go and relax. I think the high point, or low, depending on your view, was when we went to a hotel on the Big Island of Hawaii. Each lounge chair by the pool had a little plastic flag on it. If you wanted a drink, you just put up the flag. You didn't even have to raise your hand. That was about as far from adventure as you could get.
Of course, all of that changed about a year and a half ago when we found the cancer. I kept working during most of the time that I was being treated. I even made a couple of day trips. But that was about it for travel. Unless of course you count the drive up to Baltimore to Johns Hopkins for chemo, or scans, or radiation or whatever. If only I could have gotten bonus miles for those trips.
I used to savor the plane trips on the way to a story. Usually that would be the last chance for a decent meal. And yes, given where we were usually going, airplane food actually counted as a decent meal. The last chance for a drink. The last real bathroom you might see for weeks. It was the calm before the storm. And it was also the last time that it would be quiet. No more phone calls, no more e-mails. All the planning that could be done, had been done.
I'm writing this on the plane, on the first vacation, the first real trip, I've been able to take. I realize that I've lost a lot of my old habits. I used to be able to pack in my sleep. Now I have to think about it. But I have to admit that it sort of feels good to be back on the road again. It's a little piece of my old life that I've been able to regain.
I'm looking forward to doing a lot of nothing on this vacation. I've brought a couple of good mysteries, and I plan on sitting by the pool and just relaxing. Quite honestly, over this last year and a half, I've had enough adventure. But I'm pretty sure that they got rid of those little flags on the lounge chairs. Oh well.
Leroy Sievers is on vacation. He'll update his blog occasionally while he's away.
6:21 AM ET | 05- 9-2007 | permalink

