Why do you go away?

It’s quite a question, isn’t it?

Today I’m traveling for work.  3 hours of flying, headed to the Rockies; landing, luggage and a 45 min jaunt to the hotel, possibly in time for a quick nap, time to touch up the curls, the lipstick and -BAM – our conference starts. Time to be on my toes.  To be sharp. To engage.

But that’s not why I like it.

I like it for the humanity.

Starting at the airport, I like to see who ends up next to me on the plane.

Will they be a talker?  A worrier? An ignore-er?

Will I read my book? Think?  Write blog posts in my head?

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source: johnnycupcakes

Will there be delays?


People who are ticked off?  People on holiday?

People who are sick?  Sad? Lonely?  Joyful?  What?

I also consider what I’ll learn.

What I’ll come home with.

Who I’ll meet.

I like to see who does what.

Who shines.

Who doesn’t.

Who tries.

Who won’t.

I like to listen .. to the presentations, yes, but also to the conversations at breaks, dinner and over cocktails.

I want to see how my team’s coming together. How we feel, how they’re doing.

But mostly, mostly I go away … just so I can come back.


“Why do you go away?

So that you can come back.

So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors.

And the people there see you differently, too.

Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
― Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky


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14 thoughts on “Why do you go away?

  1. Love the quote. And I would consider very lucky the person who ends up sitting beside you on a plane! Have a fun, safe trip!

    • I agree. That would be the lucky straw to draw…sitting next to you. I might miss my stop…

    • Why thank you, Dianna! It was a good trip and a highlight was the young man from New Zealand sitting with me on the way home. The family of screaming/hitting children with parents who went to sleep was NOT a highlight on the way out! 🙂 MJ

  2. Oh I wish I had your attitude about travel. I used to attend an annual conference that was fabulous. I always learned a lot and it was in different places so I got so see new cities. No matter how much I enjoyed the sessions, I hated the travel. The waits, the annoying people, the waits, the getting squooshed. You have such a great attitude!

    • I flew for the first time at age 12 and still feel that wonder and awe when I fly. I’ve flown a lot to visit sick family members, that’s not so enjoyable. The best part of this trip was … everything 🙂 MJ

  3. Great quote.

    I have found myself more curious about other people as I travel in a “what’s their story?” sort of way. But I still don’t want them to talk to me on a plane. 🙂

    • Always great for people watching; sometimes I will talk, sometimes I want to be quiet. I take my cues from those around me 🙂 I saw some wonderful parents and some dreadful ones on this trip — one young boy was flying with his Grandma and he was just a delight. Another group behind me were horrid — with stupid, rude parents who assumed that since their kids were cute looking it made up for their ferocious lack of manners. It didn’t.

      🙂 MJ

  4. Over the past 2 years, most of my flights have been to either take care of my parents or to bury them. It was weird to travel and not have it be for a fun vacation trip; because that’s what most of my flying had been over the past 10 years. Before that, I flew for work: to meet the ship I would be on for six months (or longer), and then to fly home. I actually like to fly, but would prefer flights shorter than across country or half way around the world. My favorite way to travel is with my family- my son loves to fly. This summer I am staying put, right on my butt. But we’ll travel next summer!

    • I agree — flying under duress (off to see sick or the dying) is not pleasant. It’s hard to keep your composure in a public setting … My favorite travel is with my boys, too. They love to fly and are wonderful companions. They were never allowed to be anything but and I saw plenty of naughty children and bad parenting on this trip. But I also had a lovely conversation with a Kiwi (man from NZ) and a delightful chat with a young nursing student. It’s all good 🙂


  5. If you had to sit next to me on the plane ride I’d be: #1…the worrier with a close…#2…talker with a close..#3…listener. I like hearing other peoples stories especially if they’re from somewhere else…unless of course, they’re an idiot. Good luck and safe travels!

    • No, it’s usually the idiots who want to share! ha ha ha!

      I think we’d have some great laughs on a plane, RR 🙂

  6. I like this…I often find the truth that absence makes the heart grow fonder! Nothing like being away from home to make it dearer! And like you, I enjoy the curiosity factor of travel…always something new and interesting, even in the seemingly mundane. Not much of a talker on planes…usually I catch up on reading. But if you sat next to me, I think it would be like a reunion of old friends and kindred spirits! ~ Sheila

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