I really needed to stop traveling. Enough already.
I just tallied them up, and I’ve done 13 flights so far this year, including two flights to Asia and one to North America, as well as back and forth within Asia, and within Europe.
And it’s not even the end of the first quarter! Even for a full time traveler, that’s quite a bit. I’m tired.
But I yesterday landed in a place I love, one of my real homes in the world, and the place where I will spend the next several weeks: Kyoto, Japan.
It was grueling getting here (unless you compare it to the journeys of any previous era, of course); but I have arrived, and I’ve even beaten the cherry blossoms, which will be late this year because it’s been so cold. It’s still cold, and pouring rain today, but the place I’m staying is cozy on a number of levels.
It had been a depressing four and a half years since I’d been here, with COVID and all. That broke a chain of several annual, extended sojourns …
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