I travel frequently for work. I'm blessed in this way, because almost every time I travel, it's to photograph an event for my organization. Traveling is one of my favorite things to do and to combine this with my #1 thing to do (photography) makes me a happy camper. All the same, I almost never have George on the road with me. And hotel rooms, airplanes, suitcases... they can make for a lonely time. That's why I love coming home. While on the way out, I might read or listen to my iPod or do the Sudoku in the back of the airline magazine, on the way home I mostly just think about how nice it will be to come back to my George and sleep in my own bed.
