Travelling these days often means multiple flights, long layovers, and the inevitable delays along the way. I’ve learned to go with the flow, no matter what happens. I count these things as part of a grand adventure rather than an inconvenience. I was up at 4:00 a.m. to head to the airport in the big city. Traffic was light, the parking was quick, and passage through customs was a breeze. Our plane was a little late departing, but there was no worry, for I had a three-hour layover in Chicago. I discovered on my arrival that my next plane to North Carolina was delayed. That allowed even more time for a leisurely lunch and ample opportunity to stake out a prize window seat overlooking the busy airport. The extra time allows me the luxury of answering emails, perhaps a little sketching and even time to review my trade show presentation before the next leg of my journey begins. I still should be in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee by midnight.
