I’m late in the game but picked up “Eat Pray Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert while waiting for my flight from JFK to Boston a couple of months ago. I finally had a chance to read the first half of the book. Oftentimes people tell me, “I don’t know how you do it” in regards to my work travel. To be honest, I don’t think I travel that much! I wish ❤ and I could travel the world!
Gilbert has a nice way of putting it:
"Still, despite this, traveling is the great true love of my life. I have always felt, ever since I was sixteen years old and first went to Russia with my saved-up babysitting money, that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice. I am loyal and constant in my love for travel, as I have not always been constant of my other loves. I feel about travel the way a happy new mother feels about her impossible, colicky, restless newborn baby — I just don’t care what it puts me through. Because I adore it. Because it’s mine. Because it looks exactly like me. It can barf all over me if it wants to — I just don’t care.”