Home once again

I actually managed to catch my flight the second time around and so as my plane flew over the dark gray mountains and milky, pure white glaciers of Alaska, my heart was a stew of emotions — sad for leaving my friend standing in such an outdoors paradise without me, happy that I could visit with family for a few weeks before I head off to Europe, and nervous about the journey, for whatever reason.

As we started our approach, I looked out the window at the patchwork of green fields and could see the horses in them. I got a big smile on my face, no matter where you have been or how long you are gone, there is something special about coming home. It is a feeling that cannot be replaced or described in writing. Travel would not feel as good as it does without a reference point, and for me that reference point is home.

T.S. Elliot said “We will not cease from our exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” A simple way of putting that is, even when I am home, it feels like I am traveling because I am seeing things with new eyes. Thats the difference between vagabonding and just going on holiday.

It was a long but smooth flight, and including the time change, took 14 hours for me to step out of the Bluegrass Lexington Airport and into the humid, 32C/90F thick air of my hometown. The air is quite an extreme after the low humidity, cool 50s and 60s F of Alaska, but I sucked it through my nostrils as if it were a field of lilacs. It smelled like home!

It was impossible to sleep thanks to a giant movie screen that was strategically positioned in my face and played the most terrible movies that I have ever seen. In fact, the producers should be hung by the original film tape so that the world can be spared any possibility of more excrement from these guys. I think they were “Take the lead” and “She’s the man.” (I just had a gag reflex at the sound of the titles so that must be correct)
Oh wait — this isn’t a film critic blog, I’ll stop now.

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