11 thoughts on “Oh Boy! Travel!

  1. When I read that first, I had a momentary dyslexic moment. I read that as “Wedding my way back to Ohio.” Which has a completely different meaning!

    —————-

    INTERIOR – CHURCH. WEDDING IN PROGRESS.

    DOORS BOOM OPEN. ENTER JOHN SCALZI.

    SCALZI
    A wedding! I must officiate!

    SCALZI runs to the front of the church, decks the minister, proceeds with the wedding. After the wedding ends, SCALZI frisks the unconscious minister, takes his car keys, and drives to the next wedding

    SCALZI
    At this rate, it will only be a few more weeks before I’m in Ohio!

    —————-

    Well, maybe not.

  2. Yeah, just pretend it’s 1932 and your on a train, having a sip of coffee with your donuts (or churros). And then it’s back to your sleeper for a read and a nap.

    Yeah, my dream: neo-zeppelin passenger transport, complete with showers, sleepers, etc.

  3. So, out of curiousity (and no stalkerishness intended, no sir, not at all) is airplane the usual way you travel? Do you have a more favored way of geo-relocation (current or (like the zepplin example above) hypothetical?

    And more importantly, have the hassles of travel ever inspired you (as it did Le Guin, according to the intro to Changing Planes) to write a particular story?

  4. I’d bet the he opts for the optimal way – Walk to the garage, drive to the store, get a ride to the airport, fly to [Chicago]….
    I recall many mentions of airports, none of trains, and a few tweets while in flight: http://whatever.scalzi.com/2013/04/20/how-i-keep-myself-amused-on-long-flights/
    http://whatever.scalzi.com/2014/04/10/how-i-keep-myself-amused-on-long-flights-part-ii-the-gremlining/
    http://whatever.scalzi.com/2012/04/19/theres-something-on-the-wing/

  5. @ShawnT – THANK YOU SO MUCH. Haven’t been lurking long enough to catch the earlier posts, and just plain missed the gremlining. That was a thing of beauty. Yah! for young things mastering their trade!

  6. Yippee – air travel. Bad food, kids kicking the seat behind you, someone snoring and sleeping on your shoulder (who you don’t know). Stay strong!!!

  7. Yippee — interstate bus travel. No food, kid behind you getting a much needed heavy diaper changed, your seatmate whom you now know who /really/ has been traveling for fifty hours to get to his Ma’s funeral (and who has another forty hours of travel ahead of him) farting snoring softly in his sleep.
    Ah, conflating all my trips between home and college. Good times.

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