
I was fortunate enough to have an extended career in the travel industry for over 50 years and have been able to see most of the world.
So, I travel. I write for the travel industry and other outlets. I visualise current travel trends, I take on commissions which require experience, insight and maybe a little humour. I provide consultancy or mentoring and just occasionally I write for myself about past adventures. Especially road trips, which is where I’m happiest, no matter what road I’m on or where it ends.
There is a story from Key West about the air service that operated to Miami in the early 1970’s. Air Sunshine, or Air Sometimes as it was called only had two flights a day. The 11pm flight was often delayed or sometimes didn’t even go at all as bartenders in town shouted “Last Flight Out” for last orders and a warning to head to the airport. It became a symbol of Key West’s laid-back lifestyle with a refusal to rush but resulted in overcrowded flights and stranded tourists consoling themselves at the tiny airport bar that never closed. Often the pilots and crew ended up at the bar, and there was no flight out at all.
So Last Flight Out is a philosophy. We have it in all of us. It’s a hopeful, encouraging suggestion that life be lived to the full, but to take it slowly, making time to enjoy it in all its wonder, whether we are in the air or on the road.
It’s a never-ending story.