Haven't blogged since Monday Memorial Day because I've been traveling on business (again). Flying half-way across the country takes about two and a half hours on a plane.
But it got me thinking. Why is traveling for the most part a miserable experience?
Flying has got to be the most miserable modern way to travel (except maybe being smuggled into the US by coyotes). The seats are too small for anyone even slightly larger than the average American. The seat bottoms are hard, the whole experience is claustrophobic. They come by, fill a small glass with ice, put in a splash of soda, and hand you a bag of pretzels for a "complimentary" snack. Yes, I paid $500 for this ticket and you just gave me ten cents worth of cola and thirty cents worth of salt and dust (i.e., the pretzels). And the misery starts when you get to the airport because the first thing you do is get into a line: to check your bags, to go through security, to get some food before the flight ('cause that salt and dust aren't going to hold you very long).
And don't get me started on the TSA.
As for other modes of travel, they all have their miseries. Intercity buses: the seats are comfortable (last I was on one) and I suppose now people can't smoke on them so you don't have that misery. But they are slow, stopping at every little podunk town. While they can travel at night while you sleep, they stop so often I doubt they are faster than taking your car and sleeping in a motel.
Train? Haven't been on one since I was a kid. But they have the same problem as buses: slow, and stop too often. And don't get me started on Amtrak.
Personal car? Probably the least miserable way to travel. Comfortable (assuming your car is comfortable) and private and it goes on your schedule. But its slow and tiring. My record is 1,800 miles in 30 hours (when the maximum national speed limit was 65 mph). But I had a co-driver (wife) to do some driving while I slept. But I was young, dumb, and full of vigor at the time. Now doing 1,000 miles a day would probably wipe me out.
So, the choices are slow and miserable or fast and miserable. Or take your car.
I enjoy travel in so far as seeing new places, meeting new people. It's the getting that that sucks.
UPDATE: You know, I hadn't considered cruise ships in my tally of ways to travel. And they are about as far from being miserable as you can possibly get. They are comfortable, well appointed, and the food is great. Only problem is they are slow (compared to airline travel), expensive, and it would be hard to take one to, say, Denver. But they are definitely not miserable.