Airplanes and Emails and Sheep, Oh My!

If you haven’t seen me in person for a few days, here’s the look that’s been pretty much plastered on my face this whole time:


This expression, but hopefully less … red. Excuse the photo quality.

Today I took the final step of booking my flights, so it’s official and I can finally announce it: I’m WWOOFing in Scotland this spring!

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Big Transit News

I’ve made two big changes to Becca in Transit today. First, I bought the domain! No one has to remember anymore whether I’m at WordPress or Blogger or another site. Now my URL is just me!


Second, I have a big travel announcement in the wings, and thanks to my tax return this year, I can officially afford it. But because it will leave me with approximately twenty cents when I get back, I’ve added a Small Donate Button button to the sidebar.

If you read my blog, I will never expect a cent, a shilling, a yuan, or a zloty from you. My words are free. But if you enjoy reading about my transitions or want to support a starving artist or are just feeling generous, I’ll accept donations to keep me moving. This might be the difference between returning to a part-time job at Jo-Ann Fabric here at home, or affording to take a TEFL class this summer so I can teach abroad. I’m providing the button, but feel no pressure. I know a lot of us bloggers out there are just getting by. 🙂

Anyway, thanks for reading! If it weren’t for folks liking and commenting and following my blog, I wouldn’t still be writing. Stay tuned for details about my next big adventure!

Packing Toiletries

Something you should probably all know about me now before we move on any further in this blogger-reader relationship is that I hate packing.

I mean really hate it.

If I could go around the world with nothing but a passport in my pocket, I would, but I also like to have things like clothes and a camera on hand. Enter: lists. Specifically, my packing list, which I created in a .txt file in high school and have been adding to ever since, so now it’s a fairly comprehensive look at what I’ll need for any given journey. Thanks to that list, I can achieve results like this:


Look! The zippers all close!

But I still hate packing … especially toiletries.

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Travel Recollections: Kids on a Plane

Today’s post is an early draft of a travel recollection I’m still wrapping my brain around a year and a half later. Forgive disorganization or rambling; just think of it as seeing into a writer’s brain a little bit before usual.


When you see an annoying kid waiting for your flight, never inwardly pity the person who’ll be stuck next to him at 36,000 feet. Don’t tempt fate. You’re just asking for it. You know it’ll just end up being yourself.

When I found my seat on the Friday-morning flight back to Madison and saw it was the aisle companion to the kid’s window seat, and when I saw that his dad sat in the row ahead of us with no intention of moving closer to his son, I buckled my seatbelt with more force than was necessary. I often like to be left alone in flight, but today of all days, I truly needed the solitude. It would figure I get stuck beside the annoying kid. Continue reading