Travel Magic

It's funny, all the things you begin to notice when you travel. I become more aware of my surroundings in general because everything is new and exciting! New colors, new sounds, new smells! I notice it all. Except when I'm caught up in conversation with my cousin Alana. Then, neither one of us notices anything, and we miss our exit…but it's all good.

The travel magic becomes more apparent too. Travel magic is what I call the coincidences, the God-winks, the jaw-drop moments that occur when you really notice everything going on around you. Like, here's a for instance: meeting Dan in line at the airport. He was just behind me carrying a sweet, multicolored snowboard case. We got to chatting, as you do, and it turns out he's on the same Frontier flight as me to Denver, CO. This brown haired and bearded chap made the minutes magically disappear as we waited to board our delayed flight. It's not every day you meet a Minnesotan native and start talking about spirituality, God/The Universe, yoga, and ecstatic dance. (Yeah! The guy has his own Youtube channel devoted to ecstatic dance! “Liberation through Movement” - check it out!) And therein begins the travel magic- and the inevitable increase of my Facebook friend's list.

Want further proof of travel magic? The TSA security guy told me he liked the color of my fleece. Yep. As I walked out of the scanner box the big, burly man says to me in a husky, deep voice, “Hey – that's a nice color on you” as he simultaneously waves me through to collect my stuff.

Travel magic – it happens all the time! And, it's good to be reminded of it when traveling doesn't seem so magical. (Like 9 hour airport layovers and upset stomachs on the airplane…)

But, in the end, I made it to San Francisco, CA. Stay tuned for more travel magic!