The Emotions Fly

My last few caches have not been the most exciting or distinctive. Actually, they’ve been downright mundane because I’ve not been trying too hard. Even though the summer heat has begun to abate, I’ve still not been in the mood to search for anything difficult or far out. Those both just mean more time in the sun. That, and I’ve realized, as discussed previously, that we need some better caches around here. But there’s something else that’s beginning to loom over my caching. “Beginning” is the wrong word. It’s been in the back of my head for a long time and is now becoming tangibly apparent.

I’m leaving for the Northeast in less than a week’s time. I’ve been preparing for this for a long time. I’ve had tickets for months. I’ve been planning routes and revising counties. I’ve been thinking of the interesting caches I’m going to visit soon, the cities I’ve never visited that I shall soon see. I don’t know if you’ve all picked up on this, but I love to travel. What you may not have known is that I have always felt a little provincial because, while I have been to Boston previously, I have otherwise never been to the great cities of the Northeast: New York, Washington D.C., Philadelphia, Baltimore. And it is just around the corner. Mundane activities are becoming exciting: laundry will be going in my luggage, lists of counties have been made, update emails flying between me and the other travelers have wound me closer and closer to the moment of takeoff. It’s been a year since I got a new county. Soon, my entries will become daily. A few more days, folks. Almost there…