Like a junkie needing a fix I’m scouring the websites looking for cheap airfare and hotels anywhere. Anywhere. Don’t care where, man, just fucking hook me up. Slide me under the bad lighting of an airport terminal, give me the dirty once over as you x-ray my shoes and laptop, shuttle me across town to my hotel. Fill me with hotel rooms and late night walks in unfamiliar surroundings, let me gaze momentarily on those friends I rarely see.
I’m itching, i’m hurting. This need burn, I gotta go, I gotta get out of town.
My name is heather and i am a travel junkie.
DC’s coming up ultra cheap, NYC a close second place. Vegas is pricier than I expected.