Last year, on my last trip on a plane, I counted the number of flights I had taken in 2008. I ended somewhere in the high 20’s. Which, for me, is a lot. I visited Austin, New York, Stockholm, Eze, Monaco, Los Angeles, Palm Springs, … most trips more than once. My main New Year’s resolution would be to be home a little more.
It’s January 17th and I’m stepping on a plane in a couple of minutes. Only a short trip, to Nice, France, this time, but still. The outlook isn’t good: we’re considering going to the Berlin Film Festival, South-by-Southwest, Cannes, …

For once, it would be nice to go on a trip with “her”. It’s been long since our last real vacation. Years (if you don’t include the semi-vacation/semi-work trips to New York and Eze earlier in 2008). But a real vacation? Years. 5 at least. So, I’m replacing one new year’s resolution with another: to go on a real vacation, if only for a few days. Cause she does like to travel.