I love travel!

So, it has been kind of a grueling month - I started my summer fellowship in mid-May, and then promptly began alternating between being at the office and traveling up and down the East Coast and across the country. This past Saturday was my one day at home between two week-long trips, one to DC and the other to San Francisco. I'm tired, and I miss my own bed and my cats. But as I sit here in the Yerba Buena Gardens enjoying a fabulous late lunch at the Samovar Tea Lounge, I realized one critical fact that makes it all worthwhile: I love to travel.

It doesn't really matter how many names I call the TSA in my head, I still love the getting there - whether by plane, train or busmobile. And I love the being there: discovering Root at Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction (look it up, then buy it and drink it with ginger beer); BBQing with my family and my best friend; watching the Nationals in the rain with my sister; standing in the Supreme Court; talking Doctor Who with my brother-in-law; finding out at the farmers market that emu eggs have two blue layers inside; getting my butt kicked on the Work-It Circuit at the gym with my hostess; and having tea and quiche in the California afternoon sun.

Mind you, as much as I love going away, I am always eager to get back (especially to these two adorable ones). I consider it the best of both worlds - there's no place like home, but those other places are still pretty awesome.