The anticipation of travel is the best part. I find that once I reach my destination, the time there is magical, of course, but the lead up is breathtaking. Every time I have a trip planned, I keep telling myself to enjoy the time before and during the trip as much as possible, because it's going to be over before I know it, and it turns into just a memory the instant I land back in Boise. That's when the depression and heavy drinking start.
Just kidding.
My friend Laura and I are leaving for Portland tomorrow, returning on Monday. One of my favorite indie bands, Jim's Big Ego, has finally come to the West coast to play some shows. Since they're not coming to Boise, we have to go out to them, and while we're there, spend some quality time with friends who have been too far away for too long.
I should come back with many many photos, as I haven't been to Portland in years, and I'm sure that many things have changed. I am looking forward to proper public transportation (Boise, get a clue!) and living it up closer-to-the-west-coast-style.
Until next week...
I feel EXACTLY the same about coming back to Boise. I'm serious about the depression and the heavy drinking though. Crap, I'm getting dreary just thinking about it.
Posted by: Ladyface at February 15, 2006 4:11 PM