wanderlust Originally uploaded by dressform.
what is it about sitting in airports?
the strange conglomorate of people all literally in-between places [this being a favorate phrase/state of mine "between states"]. everyone is coming or going. it is not a final destination point - i have never heard someone declare - i am going to the houston airport! it's my favorite! [although i was just talking to someone who loves traveling and loves airports.... hmmm... wave of the future - disneyland airports - coaster to your next gate]
black bags with ribbons to distinguish them from all the other black wheely bags that everyone else is also carrying. [hence the lust for this suitcase]. everyone has their travel routine :: aisle or window seat? :: shorts, jeans or suit? you can sit and start to bean count.... 1 2 3 samsonites.... 1 2 3 toddlers.... 1 2 3 balding guys in shorts... all the while listening to "static static static" [misfits on the ipod]... appropo!
i'm in the big city! i don't have much energy to blog... it's amazing thus far - plenty plenty of tales to tell! i have met the countess [who is more magnificent in person than i could have imagined!] tomorrow i meet green girl! i haven't had a sec to really check flickr or read blogs [i just checked my bloglines and i'm 78 behind!]. this is both wonderful and sad [it certainly proves i'm addicted to the internet!] yes - my feet hurt! it is hot here!
so just a tease for now... tall tales to come! [i have found a new artist to covet... saw some favorite paintings and sculptures... went back in time.... oh there's lots!]