Wow. So yesterday I flew out of SFO at 10 p.m.; landed in Charlotte at 7 a.m.; got to BWI at 10 a.m.; left on a train to D.C. at 11 a.m.; hopped on the Metro at noon and got home around 1:30 p.m.
Before that, I was in San Francisco from Friday until Tuesday night and then was in L.A. for a week-and-a-half. And as much as I love traveling, too much of it is exhausting and discombobulating. When you’re constantly in motion and worrying about where you are/what you’re going to do next, it quickly takes its toll on your brain. Right now, I feel sleepy and dazed and hungover without the booze. So I’m excited about staying in one place for the next few months … and to recover from my travel hangover.