So I flew away for a night and a day and a night and a day and a night and a day. I left Dear Boy overnight for the first time in his life and flew to the other side of the country. I delivered my paper. I spoke on a panel. I networked (as well as I am able). I had an uncomfortable taxi ride with a colleague I don't know well. So that's one of my 2013 resolutions scratched off.
There was some little luxuries, though. I had a queen sized bed with crisp ironed sheets and a pillow buffet. I had a bubble bath in a tub so big I couldn't touch the end with my feet. I woke to the alarm on my phone. I ordered room service.
And then I did this. I caught a train a few stations north and watched the sun set over the ocean, crunching onto the sand in my big black boots. The clouds were lit on fire. The rain out over the water was caught in streaks of light. The water glowed. That's No. 3 on my Before I Go list, right there.
Oh, and another one to check off No. 2. Only three more states and territories to go.