I'm up early and an Uber took me to the airport this morning.
For a few years now, I've looked at the schedule on MLB.com and wondered what it would be like to take a baseball trip. Last month, I went through with it and booked my flights and my hotel room. Now, I've cleared security and am sitting at the gate almost two hours early for my flight to Charlotte.
This is my first solo trip in almost ten years. I visited my brother in DC in 2016, before I became a dad. But this is a pure solo trip. I've mostly got an itinerary. Since the weather is warm and dry, I'm seeing comedian Sheng Wang tonight, going to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame tomorrow morning, and seeing the Guardians play the Rangers tomorrow night.
I'm a little in disbelief that I'm actually here and it's a little bit of a shock to the system. Every day, day after day, I do most things with my family. Kids come home, have dinner, then we spend time together. Weekends, we wake up, get ready, set, go. Today, it's just me, and it's going to be just me for the next 48+ hours. I have some nerves about that. We've travelled a lot as a family, and we rely on each other, but now it's just me. The thought has crept into my head that I could just turn around and go back home, but I know I won't. That's just me being used to being immersed with family and all its responsibilities.
There's a family of three next to me, and I smile. I can watch the families navigate the airport, and it's not as big of a deal in Milwaukee as it will be in Charlotte, and I'm not responsible for them. It always takes me time to relax, and I know once I get seated on the plane, my nerves will calm. Some people have issues with flying, but I never have. Hey, if someone else is handling the driving or flying, I can kick back and relax...
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