Traveling With Joy

Recently, two people I respect very much tweeted about travel, and how to remain positive and grateful while you do it. You can read those tweets here ( and here (

When I saw Jessica's first tweet, I wanted to respond, but thought, "She doesn't need my noise in her twitter feed. But when Josh jumped in with his thoughtful response, I had to join in. If you prefer tweets, you can find the starting point here. For old-fashioned folks who still like correct spelling, complete sentences, and non-serialized thoughts, read on:

First, you need to understand that I have some very strong opinions about how someone should carry themselves if they are lucky enough to get to do "exciting" travel for work. When I say exciting travel, I mean:

  • Travel to some place that YOU find exciting
  • Travel that someone ELSE might find exciting

Here's why I feel so strongly:

As I've written before (, my Dad was a musician. His combination of talent, youth, and connections (mostly talent) gave him the opportunity to join a prestigious orchestra, one that traveled extensively from the time he joined (in 1963) until he retired 46 years later. My dad went everywhere. He was escorted through Checkpoint Charlie twice in the 60s. He wandered around cold-war, iron-curtain Moscow around the same time. He traveled to Australia, Mexico, all over Europe, and, of course, to almost every state in the United States.

It was a charmed life. To be sure, he worked hard to get where he was and made sacrifices along the way. But at the end of the day, he got to play great music with talented colleagues in front of sell-out audiences around the world. It was SO remarkable, that people sometimes had a hard time believing that was all he did.

Because I would "go to work" with him from time to time (which meant a lot of sitting in the green room, wandering backstage, and standing next to him during intermission when he'd come out for some fresh air, I was privy to him meeting audience members without really being part of their conversation, which would often follow a very specific pattern:

"So what do you do during the day?" they'd ask, figuring that he--like the musicians they probably knew--did this as a side gig while they worked an office job or plied a trade to pay the bills. When they found out that this was ALL he did, that he got paid a living wage to perform music, their sense of amazement increased. That's when they would begin asking (i.e. gushing) about the traveling. While some of these people were well-off, many were folks who often had never left the state where they were born, let alone the country, let alone been on a plane. That's when it became hard to watch.

He'd shrug and say, "I get on a plane, sleep, get off the plane, get on the bus, go to the hall, rehearse, eat, play the concert, get on a bus, go to the next town, sleep, get up, rehearse, eat, play. I could be in Timbuktu or Topeka."

From my fly-on-the-wall vantage point, I'd watch the other person deflate. They had hoped to feel a sense of wonder imagining the exotic, the special. Instead, they had the dawning recognition that they might as well have been talking to a plumber about the stores he visits. (No disrespect to plumbers. You folks rock.)

As I grew up and settled into a career in IT, I never thought I'd have the kind of work that would give me opportunities to travel the way my dad did. Which is why, years later, I stood crying under the Eiffel tower. Not because of the wonder of the structure, but for the miracle that I was standing there AT ALL. I was overwhelmed by the sheer impossible magic of being in a role where traveling from Cleveland, Ohio to Paris was possible in any context other than a once-in-a-lifetime, piggy-bank-breaking vacation.

A three-month project in Brussels followed Paris. A year in Switzerland came after that. In between were shorter trips, no less inspiring for being closer to home. Just getting onto a plane and taking off was an adventure in itself.

And through it all were the people. As Jessica said in her tweet, "Thousands of unseen humans help me get to my destination." I was meeting these people, hearing their stories, and being asked to tell mine.

In those moments--in the Lyft on the way to the airport; checking in at the hotel; sitting next to someone on the shuttle to the car rental area--I'm reminded of those moments when I stood next to my dad during intermission. While there are many things about the man that I admire, he's not infallible, and there are definitely habits of his that I choose not to emulate. This is one of them.

So I try to write (sometimes more than is strictly required of me) when I go to new and different places. When I have the time and focus, I write before I go about what I hope to see/do/learn; and then I write again afterward, detailing what I saw, who I met, and how it went.

As Head Geek for SolarWinds, I write these essays partly because it's actually my job. (Best. Job. Ever.) But I also do it because I'm aware that jobs like mine are unique. I want to provide a vicarious experience for those who might want it, so that they can share a sense of wonder about the exotic, the special.

I also write so that, if someone has chosen to forego these types of opportunities, either due to ambivalence, anxiety, or uncertainty, that maybe they might find motivation, reassurance, or insight; that in reading about my experiences, they might realize they have more to gain than they thought.

Finally, I write about my travels for myself. To remind me that, like both Jessica and Josh said, in each trip, thousands of things go right and thousands of people are helping me get where I need to go. To remind me of the wonder, the exotic, the special.

And the blessing.

  • I have decided to travel to Austria for the job.  I also going to apply again for residency permit in Austria. Austria immigration had initially refused my application because they did not believe that Austrian residency was the family concern of an EEA national, despite the couple’s assertions that they had provided proof of Jada’s identity.
    The couple subsequently submitted a legalized copy of passport. And yet on the second and third occasions, the applications were refused because Austria questioned the genuineness of their marriage and their ability to adequately fund their travel to the Austria.

  • To figure out how much money to set aside for a specific trip, you must first examine the analytical data. For example, when we went to the resort, we prepared ahead of time and found information on prices here . We were able to compare that to our capabilities as well as what the price depends on, such as seasonality, time of year, and so on. I advise you to do the same.

  • Ah, the Blessing!   Your pride and joy of employment shows in your output!!!

    Awesome share!  Thank YOU!!  When I am around you ALL ... I don't feel so geeky!!! 

    I am in appreciation of every opportunity I have to "make" an adventure!

    I have been quite fortunate to have traveled a lot early in my life both personally and for my career (different career)! 

    I now gear all my travels here in the US and abroad in the search of ultimate white water!  I now have a mission!

    I do cherish every moment of every travel opportunity, even if it is just up the road to the lake!  You can meet the most amazing people being a tourist!  Hey... sometimes I act like a tourist in my own town!  Make the most of every moment!  Work hard and play even harder!  I love my job, it is the greatest infinite game ... EVER!   Make a 20% difference in your job each year, and you made a 20% difference in someone else's life!

  • Well said, tallyrich​!  The one thing that has impressed me with the folks at THWACK and SW, with very few exceptions, is that they are real.  Yes, they're geeks - aren't we all - but they are genuinely nice, kind people.  And, what's more, they exude the joy they feel in doing their "job".  Just watch Dez or adatole  describe the interaction of a flux capacitor with a space-time vortex generator!!  You can see in their eyes and hearts that they genuinely LOVE what they do!!  There's an old saying, "Find a job you LOVE and you'll never work a day in your life."  Well, it's clear that these folks not only LOVE what they do but they LOVE sharing their LOVE with the rest of us.  Viva THWACK Geeks!

  • You always put some thought into what you say Leon and that's a good thing.  I wish more people would be like that.  Also traveling for work at first seems great because you get to goto many places but... after years of doing it I've found it takes a toll on myself and my family.  I don't travel as much anymore and to be honest I like it that way.  But if you are going travel by all means do it with Joy Leon!

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