I’ve been thinking about our upcoming flight from here to eternity (or Charlotte to Rome, as the attendants at US Airways would say).

I’ve been thinking about slow travel, the kind that lets us nestle in Spoleto for seven weeks with just a few side trips.

I’ve been thinking some about another grand adventure from Here to Eternity, the Commedia I will carry with me on an Air Book.

I’ve been thinking about family, the dear friends we’ll be leaving behind at home, and the close ones from afar that we’ll meet up with at Venice Mestre.

I’ve been thinking about this prompt, overused to the point of driving home the point of a carriage return in this first post.

I stop for now, awaiting the many connections that lie ahead.