Yesterday morning I booked a train trip, a hotel room and a flight.
In less than half an hour.
Without leaving my apartment.
What amazes me most is not really how easy it is, but how commonplace it has become. It has gotten to the point where booking a flight is only a little more involved than checking email or reading the news. It's only in retrospect that it even registers.
I guess I could lament the loss excitement that used to come with making travel plans - the browsing of books and the trips to the travel agent - but I have to admit I kind of like booking my trips while still in pygamas.
Anyways, back to work. . .
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Where are you off to this time, you globetrotter, you?
The thriving metropolis of Sarnia. Cue the oohs and aahs. But it is a world tour of sorts as I will be passing Stratford, London and even Wyoming to get there.
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