|the Alps from my New Year’s plane ride|
As I continue to reminisce on Christmases I remember the winter of 2006. I was getting all my documents
(If I were to add up all the months of getting documents together for some trip I think it would add up to a year!) together to go to Kenya. It was snowy outside and I went for a walk to run errands. Downtown Lincoln was lit up as the sky was turning darker. Starbucks had their Christmas seasonal drinks. How lovely it was just walking on a snowy night with my coffee! It was just another moment…but a wonderful memory.
That Christmas also included lots of snow. It was good to be surrounded by family and friends. I remember sitting at Panera on New Year’s Eve with several close friends enjoying breakfast at 5 or 6 in the morning before my flight left. Then my plane getting delayed in Omaha and Chicago. My friend and I watched the snow fall from inside the airport, hoping we wouldn’t miss our flights. It was the first time I had flown internationally and customs took forever. Not to mention the weight limits and shoving clothes in my carry-on…oh the days when I didn’t know how to pack! I celebrated New Year’s across several time zones that year and arrived in my first international destination on New Year’s Day 2007.
“There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.” – Robert Louis Stevenson