"Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life."
— Jack Kerouac (1922-1969), artist, author and wanderer.
I'll be spending most of today in airports — LAX, Washington Dulles, Vienna International — and aboard aeroplanes. I arrive in Bratislava, Slovakia Monday morning (they are nine hours ahead of PST, or six hours ahead of EST).
Onward and upward.
Email: It's Hot in Topeka