Krissy's Blog; Rants, Stories, Thoughts and Feelings

A little while ago I got off the phone from talking to a family member, making my rounds of calls for some belated holiday greetings.  I was eager to talk to them until I got the question (or request I hate most). "When are you going to come back to reality? It's time to come back to normal life and make a plan."  I got a little annoyed with this and asked "What exactly is normal" to which they replied "Living in North America or Europe." I am from a small city in Atlantic Canada where everybody knows you (and if not you then your parents), and ever since my first trip to a foreign country when I was fourteen years old, I've been obsessed with the world. I've always been fascinated by different cultures, languages, maps, travelling, passports and  all things that go along with travelling. When I was 19 I took my first big trip; A 2 week tour through Europe, with a day or two stopping in each place. It gave me a good idea of where I wanted to...

I often here people complain about connections and waiting for long hours in the airport terminal. Where I can understand that when you are tired, it gets old fast, I also think it can be quite enjoyable. The experience can be what ever you make it! The airport is the one place where I don't mind being surrounded by people. In fact I really enjoy it. I like seeing families hustling to get the kids together and seeing some of the strange things people are trying to check in on to the airplane. I like wondering where people are going and if they often travel.  Although I think you should be cautious when you go to the airport, watching your belongings and paying attention to what you are doing, I see no reason why one can't chat with people at your boarding gate or strike up a conversation with someone looking at the same duty free display as you. I think you also find out how many of us are so similar in this big world. I'll never forget when I was travelling somewhere ...