More writing, less editing

I would like to apologize in advance for the gaffs, misplaced punctuation and spelling errors. In an attempt to cover as much as possible, I am going to focus more on just getting down the memories et al and less on perfecting the posts for publication. We are sitting in Eric and Cmo's apartment around 5am on Sunday waiting for the car to arrive and take us stress-free to the airport (thanks holly!). We began our whirlwind vacation with four days in San Francisco. I was reminded this weekend what I love about this city and what I don't miss. It was a weekend full of over-eating and over-drinking, general hilarity and mayhem. All in all, the best. Farolito at 2:30am still tastes sweet. Bloody marys + sunshine = heaven on earth. Visiting my home away from home was the perfect warm up round. It was easy to purchase the last minute items that were left or forgotten in Portland; and I even got to practice my Spanish.

Warning: cheesy roads ahead.

I was thinking yesterday about why people travel and the changes it brings about. I know that the woman who steps off the plane in six weeks will not be the same as the one about to step on a plane, but will it be more than just my skin tone? I fear my 21-year-old rose colored traveling goggles have faded. I am venturing to new territories, but the novelty of the travel itself has begun to wear. Is that good, bad or just an is? Does Rick Steves feel butterflies every time his plane touches ground? Do Lonely Planet Staffers still excitedly pack their suitcases daring fortune to test them?

The exhaustion is winning the battle with adrenaline. Next post, distant time zone.