Took a 24 hour trip to Montana Friday to Saturday for business and although I was to arrive on Friday by noon – thinking I can have dinner with family, I ended up experiencing all the construction taking shape in various airports on the western side of this country, trying to get to my destination – since my original flight from San Francisco, with stopover in Seattle to Montana went south. I barely had time to wind down a minute Friday night only to fly back early Saturday morning, – meaning I had to be at the airport by 5 – so you figure the numbers. 🙂
By the time I opened the front door to my peaceful abode, I felt as if I had missed out on so much – in just the twenty-four hours I was gone. Do you ever feel that way?
While walking a number of airports, with posters and signage pointing to travels around the world, I couldn’t help but feel the need to travel in the best month of the year – October – to…
Depression is a growing concern and treatment often times is a form of prescription drugs. But this destination offers up a solution to depression in the most organic and natural way