The effects of the AYCJ experience on the human body can be debilitating. Three weeks in – and I’m actually being somewhat conservative in my flight scheduling, with stops in hotels and at home every now and then – and I am beat. Wandering through JFK T5 on Wednesday morning I felt a lot like this guy. I was actually rather jealous that he had some extra time to lie down and sleep.
Alas, no nap time for me on the floor of the terminal. I was off to fly again. I needed to get to Washington, DC eventually on Wednesday in advance of my trip to Wyoming on Thursday. I had previously purchased a MegaBus ticket for $1.50 but that was before I got the All You Can Jet pass. And since the flights were free why not take a couple more. Also, I’m continuing in my quest to get to all the JetBlue airports on JetBlue rather than on any carrier. And I’d never flown from Boston to Baltimore. Add all that up and I had my new plan: JFK-BOS-BWI.
Yes, that’s very much the long way to get from New York to Washington. And it was made longer by the fact that the MARC train frequencies from BWI into Washington’s Union Station suck, even at rush hour. Still, I got my new line and a couple good flights and I even snuck in a quick nap on the BOS-BWI flight.
Plus I got a couple more photos for my collection of the earth from above.
Most amazing to me is that, even though I have 3 more days of AYCJ time unaccounted for, I am actually considering not booking any more flights. Part of that is because I have a decent amount of work that I need to get done and I have not been doing as much as I should have during these travels. But the other part is simply because I’m tired. If feels strange to say it, but I may have actually found my limit in terms of what is a reasonable level of travel for me. Apparently it is somewhere before I am doing multiple domestic redeyes in any single week. I think that’s probably a reasonable place to draw the line.
Never miss another post: Sign up for email alerts and get only the content you want direct to your inbox.
I guess I just don’t get this “new line” thing. I understand the point of flying…to get from point A to point B. But, to fly out of the way just to backtrack and get a “new line”…hmmm…I just don’t get that at all. If you could use “new lines” to buy dinner or a new shirt, I would understand it. Or, flying extra “new lines” to get more miles (taking a connection instead of a non-stop for miles): fine. But, new lines for new lines sake? Don’t get it.
Some folks collect stamps. Or baseball stadiums. Or Beanie Babies. I collect lines and dots.
I never said it was rational; I’m definitely crazy. But it is what I do and a big part of who I am.
Comments are closed.