For the past week, I’ve had the Alison Krauss & Gilian Welch song, “I’ll Fly Away,” stuck in my head. This fabulous song is one that I hope someone will remember to play when I die, but… beyond that… I’m wondering what my subconscious is trying to tell me about my upcoming trip to Europe.
“I’ll fly away // To that home on Gods celestial shore // I’ll fly away”
Today, I’m leaving behind Edwardsville and my home outside St Louis, and I’m embarking on a 35 day trip to Europe. From STL to ORD to HEL, I’m traveling to the European Week of Astronomy and Space Sciences conference in Turku Finland. From there, I’ll be continuing on to Lisbon, Portugal to work with colleagues, and then I’ll be attending the Global Hands on Universe meeting in Velos, Greece.
“Like a bird from these prison walls I’ll fly // I’ll fly away”
I feel a bit like I’m running away from the prison of budgets and paperwork that is consuming me and my entire team. Things are bleak, and I’m flying away, leaving it all behind. Admittedly, I’m going on this trip in hopes of bringing in new funding, and ...