I'm finding that traveling by plane is my favorite way to travel. I get so much accomplished. And I'm not even talking about work, as much as I greatly appreciate a day of nothing but productivity. I'm talking about relaxing.
I was able to finish a book and three magazines last weekend while flying back and forth to Philadelphia to visit a friend. I apparently don't finish reading material at home, so why not count on a flight to make it happen?
My real relaxation was actually during the course of the weekend, though the flight helped. I've forgotten my appreciation for the northern states. I stayed outside the city, which is aesthetically appealing, unlike Florida. I slept more than I've slept in months. We drank wine, talked, played cards, wandered around the New Jersey/Pennsylvania border, and ate more ice cream than I should have.
It was an incredible break from the craziness of my life here. And not even my own life, but being able to enjoy myself without feeling like I'm on everyone else's vacation. Plus, the weather was perfect. Warm sun during the day, and cool evenings without humidity. It was actually comfortable to sit outside.
It was a perfect weekend for some reflection time. And while I'm still in the reflecting process, I came across this quote:
"You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do."
In other words, I'm thinking about things that would be out of my comfort zone, but so exciting to take on. And with that, I'm leaving this post as a cliffhanger until I figure out what's coming next. :)