My body grows perceptibly, water retaining, thickening my calves and weighing me down. Frequent travel does this to people which is why so many people seem a bit puffy on the plane. Of course, it could also be sitting in the “roid-maker” seats, squeezed in between a shoulder and an aisle cart. I don’t know.
Travel is still fun for me, particularly strange given the cruddy travel experiences of so many. The day trip 1/2 way across the country? The business trip that leaves at 6am and gets home at 11pm? Why the hell not. Even though Greyhound treats you better, I’m having a blast with these journeys, great and small.
Air sleep is one of the main benefits. Before wheels up, I’m snoring… usually waking just enough to push my seat back once the wheels leave the ground. An hour, two or three of uncomfortable, but uninterrupted day sleep. A nice thing.
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