Leaving on a jet plane...

It's been about a week since I last wrote. And it was a terrible entry, not as though anyone is really reading this at all. I had a fantasy that this would turn out like that girl who wrote a blog about cooking everything from the cookbook by Julia Childs. I guess what it comes down to it I'm uninspired and self conscious about this whole little endeavor I have set out on. Currently though, I am on a plane from Denver to Atlanta, then in a week from Atlanta to Orlando, and then a week after that Orlando back to Denver. I've discovered how much I like to travel, and make it's a goal in my life to plan a trip no matter how small or big at very least in 6 month intervals. I need to, other wise I start feeling trapped and unhappy where I currently am. I'm pretty good about finding low air fair, and staying with friends and family. Come in 2011 will be a trip planned to Boston with my best friend Jessi, where neither of us know anyone to stay with. It makes it a little more of an exciting thing. This year has been the year I established my self as a seudo jet setter, I've never traveled so much before this year. Let's see.. I have been to ny ny, belligham/seattle wa, austin tx, and now to atlanta ga and orlando fl. All are placed I've never been before, except this trip to Orlando. My other best friend Chevon is graduating so I'm going to celebrate and have fun. I like getting away from home sometimes, it makes me appreciate what I have, but also makes me see how little home has to offer. I'm a person who's learned fairly well what I like and don't like. Love and don't love. Willing to try and absolutely will never do. I want to be a foodie, I'm addicted to all those shows on the travel channel where they travel any where and everywhere and eat delicious foods. Home doesn't offer much variety on the food front. I think the most exotic thing we offer has to be buffalo burgers, yes real meat from the monster of a buffalo... Not that spicy sauce they put on chicken wings. I suppose though you can say the sea food offers there are the exotic type, considering it's a total landlocked state and the closest thing we have to a beach is at the park with a lake they've found a dead horse attached to a buggy.. Or worse a murdered carnie. All the same, it's not a terrible place to live or have grown up.        

The only thing I dislike the most about where I live is how just about the whole town can know one another. Now it's not that small of a place, but most residence have been there nearly all their lives, and there are only 2 high schools, 3 jr highs, and a handful of elementary schools... I take it back, they just opened a third high school. When ever you 'go out' you know at least a hand full of people in the bar. It makes going out a little of a challenge sometimes. It's sorta like that game 9 degrees of separation of kevin bacon, but with the whole population of home.        

Advertising amazes me sometimes. For example, i'm flying airtan airways (aka cheap mans air bus) and although I'm already on their flight there are plenty of marketing packages in the little seat folder in front of me. I look out the window and I even see an ad for the airway on the wing. It reminds me of how I regret not buying my tickets sooner to fly on an airline I prefer more. Flying isn't the same way it used to be. It's not as exclusive and hospitable like before. Yeah I might be young, but I remember my 1st flight and how wonderful it was. Of course, I guess, pre 9-11 it was wonderfully different and what happened that tragic day was not a preconceived notion. Is it morbid or normal to think of planes flying into buildings while on a plane? I don't know, I think it might be normal and something that might cross every ones minds... I mean it's happened before. Oh, that's just depressing.      

 I'm going to visit family in GA. I'm pretty excited about it, and maybe a little nervous. I've never visited them before, when ever I've seen them, it was because they traveled all the way to Home. It's weird kind of. My mom's side of the family at least. There are a total of 16 siblings plus whatever children they've had, their children, and their spouses (if they haven't split up and divorced already). They are kind of a complicated bunch. I've always tried to be neutral, but it hasn't always happened. I have a lot of things I need to work out with a lot of them. Most of the problems (especially ones related to me) didn't happen until after my granpa, Papa, passed away. I think all of that situation can be a book on it's own, still without a real ending. Maybe a suitable post later on down the line.   
   
I think it's funny, that doctors and experts tell you to make sure to walk around on flights longer than x amount of hours, but they make planes so jam packed that getting up from aspanish. I never really retain the spanish but it's still fun. I'm surprised my phone is retaining proper mountain time on it. I have about another hour, maybe, of flight left. I think a plane just flew below us. Maybe I should tell more people I have a blog. The response will be pretty standard, 'why?' or 'cool, I'll check it out.' hm... Maybe I won't tell anyone else I know, they an stumble on it on there own. Well until next time..adios.