Less Is More In just three lines and 17 syllables, our readers capture a lifetime of travel experiences. ILLUSTRATIONS BY BARRY BLITTPacking for the trip
Anticipating my needs
I forgot my shoes.
— Jillien Cruse, Chicago, Illinois Your seat will define
Exactly who you are now
Exit-row aisle.
— John Fruehe, Austin, Texas Time equals my life
Productivity is key
Use seconds wisely.
— Stephen Johnson, Bloomington, Illinois All my good socks gone
Shoes come off for the X-ray
Toe holes walk of shame.
— Ronnie Perkins, Crandall, Texas Laptop,
Starbucks, cell
Ziplocs, Benadryl to sleep
iPod: My weapons.
— Anne Buchholz, Las Cruces, New Mexico Oh, humanity
Ten months, 23 countries
With new eyes I see.
— Jeff Labhart, Tillamook, Oregon Mom said reach for stars
So I spend most my time at
Thirty thousand feet!
— Gretchen Bieber, Chicago, Illinois Japanese to learn
Six thousand miles yet to go
Sleep a distant dream.
— Joseph Hebert, Frisco, Texas Flying all around
Teaching about climate change
Paradox for sure.
— Brendan Owens, Alexandria, Virginia Each day is a gift
Appreciate each moment
Don’t sweat the small stuff.
— Jason Kaufman, Great Neck, New York Silence is golden
In my hotel room at night
Read, snooze, turn off light.
— Vince Ellwood, Dallas, Texas Soar to new places
Where we learn from new people
And touch others too.
— Ronald Overmann, San Francisco, California Cruel polarity! For crying babies on board I am the magnet. — Keith Saks, Coral Gables, Florida Mighty baggage claim My suitcase; be the first one For all to envy. — James Lee, San Francisco, California Work hard, play hard, right?
But why do I want to play
With my coworkers?
— Ryan Orsini, Irvine, California Sad to leave the kids
But all will be forgiven
If I bring presents.
— Alan Jenkins, Brooklyn, New York There’s a beer in hand
In a comfy first-class seat
Better than traffic.
— Patrick McEvoy, Dallas, Texas Happiness is this
Your name on the upgrade list
At the very top.
— Mark Rickards, Flower Mound, Texas Airport gate seating
Brings to mind Marquis de Sade
Love Admirals Club.
— William Bryden, Conway, Arkansas Travel, what a pain
To get from place A to B
Teleport me, please.
— Dude Poole, Hilliard, Ohio In commuter strife My car goes nowhere; my mind travels round the globe. — Christine Rasmussen, Brandywine, Maryland Peregrinating
With wings, skyward loft
Landing, grounded, home.
— Mark Dvornik, Lewisville, Texas Security line
I move fast, why don’t you too?
Road warriors speed.
— Allison Watson, Ann Arbor, Michigan Plane, train, car, boat, bus
Are second homes for people
Who are you and me.
— Peter Emminger, Beacon, New York It is midnight here
I wake up I know not where
I fall over chair.
— Mark Gibbons, Lone Tree, Colorado Missed her game again
Only a few days this time...
Heartache. Single mom.
— Vickie Goto, South Pasadena, California Belt, shoes, jacket off
Scan me, pat me, arms spread out
Run, gate, wait, I shout.
— Teresa Hilligoss, Tulsa, Oklahoma Where is my luggage?
Which country am I in now?
And what is the time?
— Timothy Denehy, McKinney, Texas True road warriors
Wake in exciting new worlds
While dreaming of home.
— James Widergren, Cerritos, California Hotel room first night
Wake in middle of the night
Can’t find the bathroom.
— Joel Henning, Chicago, Illinois Why limit yourself?
Humiliation worldwide
That should be your goal.
— Karl Coleman, Boston, Massachusetts Did I switch time zones?
Checking in or checking out?
Where am I today?
— Daniel McCoy, Fort Collins, Colorado Manic, the search for A free power outlet at Many an airport. — Jane Raynandi, New York, New York Three hundred hotels
In eighteen months, seems only
The shampoo changes.
— William Radosevich, Minneapolis, Minnesota Serendipity
Road warrior’s code word for
Having a great time.
— Nancy Beyer, Marengo, Iowa My life at airports Just found out, first-class upgrade Vodka soda, please. — Eric Viele, Austin, Texas