On Friday morning I woke in Curitiba, Brazil. I attended class in the morning, caught a flight in the afternoon and was in Rio de Janeiro by four in the afternoon. I caught another flight that night and landed in Atlanta ten hours and 5,000 miles later. After catching yet another flight on Saturday morning, I arrived in Wilmington before 10:00 am, having traveled almost 6,000 miles in about 18 hours.

In November 1972, I flew from Jackson, TN to Fayetteville, NC and it took almost 12 hours (lots of stops!), a distance of less than 800 miles.

In 1972 I was amazed; this weekend I wasn’t.

It seemed normal.

I find that interesting…