July 3, 2008
Today we flew on a propeller plane from La Guardia to Philadelphia. I honestly expected Indiana Jones to appear and hit the propeller to start the engine. Instead the trip was very noisy and for some inexplicable reason, muggy. Luckily since it is only 45 minutes journey from New York to Philly the sweaty, bumpy ride was over before it started.
Another thing I realized about travelling is that it is impossible to keep organized. There is a certain nomadic quality about it which makes it difficult to properly account for all your world possessions while being constantly in movement. That is the part of travelling I find most nervewracking. I can deal with turbulence, delays, bad food, ear popping and a sore neck from sleeping partially upright, but I have a very hard time having to always know where everything is in my bag, and be able to access it at a moment's notice. I am not good at being so unsettled all the time. How I will survive this feeling the next month I am not sure.
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