When I travel

I’m back to traveling for work. My old project and my new job will require me to travel more often, much like I did in recent years, when four out of every 14 days I spent 800 km away from home. Over the past few weeks, I’ve taken trains and planes several times. I’ve set foot in Italian train stations and airports again, with goals to achieve and no museums to visit. I like trains and planes, but I don’t like absolutely everything about them. I don’t like it when the train is late. Damn dela...