I’m gonna pack my bags

And never look back, run a parallel line with the railroad tracks, and make my getaway.

I just booked my tickets for February 5-7 to Montgomery, AL. I’m so excited!

The closest thing I made to a resolution this year was to travel more. Here in the states and maybe even internationally. My only goal is to not stay in Texas too much. There are too many places I’ve never been. Like, Montgomery, AL. Now, I have no idea what there is to see out there…although, I certainly do know a who. Or should that be a whom? Ah well, I don’t actually care.

Regardless, my life has been turned upside down by a lieutenant in the Air Force. And, since where he is at any given time is dictated to him by the military, I will simply have to travel more. Of course, since he’s already driven 13 hours out of his way to see me and is planning to do so again in the near future, I find it only fair that I do some of the traveling too.

Best thing is that I really do love to travel. Even if it’s not to huge destination hotspots. It’ll be getting out of SA and out into new and intriguing parts of the US of A. So, here’s to packed bags!

~The Countess~

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About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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