Have passport, will travel.

[In Denver International Airport]

"What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing?--it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we can lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies." --Jack Kerouac

I read On The Road at the beginning of the summer, and that quote has stuck with me ever since. Kerouac perfectly sums up exactly how I feel every time I travel, and especially how I feel when I watch Justin's car drive away from my house or the airport. Travel days are always half tears and half butterflies, and today is no exception.

I have a crazy-long journey ahead of me (though I guess by Kerouac's hitch-hiking-cross-country standards, it's really not that dreadful):

• 3:45 pm PST: leave house
• 5:30 pm PST: take off from Santa Barbara Airport
• 8:30 pm MT: land in Denver International Airport
• 11:55 pm MT: take off from Denver
• 5:00 am EST: land in Dulles (Washington DC)
• 8:30 am EST: take off from Dulles
• 8:30 am PST: land in JFK (New York City)
• 6:00 pm PST: take off from JFK
• 7:00 am CET: land in Madrid Barajas Airport
• 1:30 pm CET: take off from Barajas
• 2:45 pm CET: land in Santiago de Compostela

So I'll be traveling from 3:45 pm PST on Wednesday til 2:45 pm CET on Friday...I'm going to need un café negro...or tres.