I spent a chunk of last week in Oklahoma. I flew into Tulsa, then drove some blue highways to get to a town called Ponca City, where I had a couple days of work to do. I’m grateful today that my job allows me to travel and see so much of this country that I wouldn’t have otherwise. Like all jobs, it has its ups and downs, and while I hope to be able to migrate to something different in the next few years, I’ve made the most of my opportunities. I’ve been all over the USA, into Canada and Mexico, and even the Czech Republic. I’ve been to historic sites, on great hikes, and seen National Parks. I’ve been able to meet friends and see sporting events. For someone with as itchy a set a feet as I have, it’s been a lifesaver. People ask me if I get tired of it, and I do get tired of airports, but never of seeing new places, or revisiting places I’ve seen before. I can’t get enough, frankly. And I consider myself very fortunate for the opportunity.