Planes, trains and elephants
I've ridden bicycles, ferries, horses, even an elephant on one occasion. But yesterday marks the most diverse series of conveyances in a 24-hour period. Journeying home from a business trip on a Sunday while Richard is off on his own business trip, I made tracks with:- a rental car (Kia Sportage)
- a hotel van (Dodge)
- two planes (737) through three cities (one of the joys of flying Southwest)
- a bus (the Air Bart at the Oakland Airport)
- a train (the four-car SF-Millbrae Muni that takes you from Oakland to SF under the Bay)
- a cab with a failing transmission and a ton of cigarette smoke
- my own two feet
I've been travelling more than I've been home the last three months, and last night was the strangest homecoming yet -- the Man was in Florida and the Dog was at the vet getting her yearly shots and physical.
The house was quiet and cold, which is fine, but it was empty too.
No whistling, singing, jiving Italian.
No happy leaping Catahoula Leopard Hound.
Just three weeks of personal mail, voicemail, and email I haven't seen, read or heard. And hollow, echoing rooms.
Come home, Lassie, come home!
posted by Woman In Love @ 1:32 PM
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