First Trip, New Job

I have not written in a while and though I have had great plans for loads of amazing stories, none have made it. Being away for a while has given me the chance to think and a little bit of the loneliness that is somehow related or required to inspire my blog updates. Don't feel bad--after reading, I'm certain you won't.
Last month, I left from Camarillo and in a little more than a week, I'll be back. In the meantime, I've been doing what in the Carrier Navy is called Port Calls. In the "logistics" Navy, this is work.
To be sure, I am working. I've logged thousands of miles and hours and even a few decent landings (carrier landings are not as well-appreciated). I have flown more hours in the past month than I did in the previous 6 combined. And, of course, I'm away from home, which is particular hard given Tracey's pregnancy and Marin's new found sass. Her reign is coming to an end soon...in more way than one. The King is due in only 5 weeks! Tracey reports that all is well and though I know it is, it is only because she is working harder than any women in week 35 of a pregnancy should.
So what have I been up to? Since leaving, I've landed in Newfoundland, Spain, Italy, Germany, Greece, Romania, Kuwait, Diego Garcia, Thailand, Japan and South Korea. By next week, I will add Guam and Australia to that list.
What are we doing? I've been site seeing. However, the plane carries people and cargo. We carry it from A to B and we do it at a speed that though not fast, is fast enough. That's it. It's a simple mission that happens to be worldwide. It is a lot of fun, it is exciting and I look forward to seeing more places...just not until I spent some time at home. And next time, I am going to bring a camera.