Jul 22, 2009 08:04
I love travel.
Oh, I stress and I flail and I wave my hands around and I wail about how much time it's going to kill, but at the end of the day, I love travel. I love that moment of weightlessness when the plane leaves the ground, when you realizes you're no longer strictly under gravity's command. I love knowing that when I land, I'll be breathing different air, in a different city, where the rules are different. Plus, it doesn't hurt that I tend to be crazy-productive on planes.
(I am, however, seriously considering bringing CASH-MONEY BRIBES on my flight to Montreal. "Hi. I'm a working author, and I have deadlines. I will give you twenty dollars to not recline your seat on my laptop for the first three hours of this trip.")
My bags are packed for San Diego. I'm not sure whether I'll have Internet, but if I do, I'll keep you posted as to what's going on. If you're going to be there, you need to come to Saturday night's panel. Trust me on this one. You'll be sorry if you don't. If you're not going to be there, I'll miss you, I'll see you when I'm back, and I'll be awesome.
Because I can. Because that's what it means to be a Disney Halloweentown Princess.
Watch me.
con prep,
where's seanan,
travel,
in the wild