Plane Mode

WILD WANDERER – COWBOY SHOT #2

I haven’t hopped on a plane for 4 years, I haven’t crossed the Atlantic for 5 years. Until my trip in Berlin, my explorations had become more local.

However, my Alaskan friend Hannah has asked almost every year when I would visit since then. I have had valid excuses for a while : covid, shutdown, vaccine, then lack of time and money…

But mostly, something bigger kept me home: having to hop on a plane again…

But when my Alaskan friend Hannah announced her second baby was born and asked when I was going to meet him, the heavy plane dilemma resurfaced…

I was called both by the adventure and the eager to meet my international friends again.

My inner bargain begun… I had recently discovered I would consideredly enlarge my travel count and reach my annual carbon quota just crossing the Atlantic, I had to make it green worthy.

3 weeks was the minimum I could afford.
Hannah was first on the list.
My second stop was not difficult to find: Montréal, where I have met Catheeine, my pen pal, in 2018.

My Hamlet dilemma came to a solution, the unspoken joy to visit my international friends, the untamed call of the unknown, the reasonable weight of my guilt, all balancing each other.

I am then presently hopping on the plane !

For this time… I am already seeking for a better way to travel next time, closer to my values, to find another way to make another adventure out of it.

I had forgotten my fever when it comes to travel, the unknown’s sting, the call of the far, I had forgotten the butterfly flying by my heart when I am going further, longer.

I am eager from adventures, I am thirsty of anywhere, I am flying hight. Literally this time. Since next time, by air balloon or by fish’s back, I will fly nonetheless, addicted to my journey, but without adding 2 tones of carbon to my travel count.

Justine T.Annezo – July 22nd, 2025, Paris – GMT+2