I don't know if it was the after effect of seeing Kristen on Saturday or the fact that Sunday was a holiday, but I woke up Sunday morning finding myself really missing people - I missed my family in other states. I missed friends I hadn't seen in months or years. I missed people who had passed away either recently or awhile ago. I took some time to myself and made a few phone calls. I told people I loved them and missed them. I made plans for visiting. But some of them are harder than others - they are across the country or in states where there aren't very many afforadble or practical ways to travel there (13+ hours in a car for a one day visit is hard to justify).
In particular is Chrissy. She's one of my best friends from college and it's been years since I've seen her. She doesn't live that far, but the mountains make the trip too long to drive for a weekend visit. Plane tickets are stupid expensive. But I miss her, a lot. And another one of the gang, Eric, has moved in with her recently. I'd be able to see them both in one trip, only if I could afford it.
The next day, on a whim, I looked up plane tickets. I found something unbelievably cheap compared to other prices. I confirmed dates and clicked the "purchase" button.
Memorial Day Weekend, Patchie has a new destination: