Sitting at Logan airport enjoying my last glimpse of Massachusetts for a while. My flight boards in 45 minutes and it's off to Italy for four weeks then Paris for five days on the way home.
Last year we had a month to replan a trip when Thailand had a coup. This year I hit a bump four days before leaving: mom had a freak accident and won't able to come over at the end of the trip as expected. It means a lot more alone timw than expected, which is a little scary, especially combined with concern for her recouperating at home. She was adament that I not change my plans though, so with a hug and best wishes I left her this morning and took the first steps of this journey.
Foo Fighters' Here I Go was on the radio as I drove away from home. I'm taking that as a good omen.
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