Bouncing along

On my flight segment from Dakar, Senegal to Atlanta, I'm strapped in
tight as we approach Bermuda over the stormy Atlantic. I left Cape
Town 25 hours ago. Just three and a half hours to go before the tender
mercies of US Customs and Immigration, Atlanta Airport, a relatively
short flight to Chicago, subway, family, car, suburb, and bed.

All the great experiences of travel come at the cost of this arduous
journey. It's like flying into the eye of a hurricane. Hellacious
struggle getting in Amazing beauty there Hellacious struggle getting
out.

Then you land. Glory be..