I just got back from my day and a half trip in Paris. I'm exhausted and a little sick, as I always have a
Vacation Hangover after travelin'. Also, 9 times out of 10, I get motion sickness on the train, but I still do travel anyway. Wanderlust is in my blood. I've taken a bite from the apple, and I only want more.

Unfortunately, I do not fit Elizabeth Gilbert's description of a superhuman traveler below:
"I’ve met travelers who are so physically sturdy they could drink a shoebox of water from a Calcutta gutter and never get sick. People who can pick up new languages where others of us might only pick up infectious diseases. People who know how to stand down a threatening border guard or cajole an uncooperative bureaucrat at the visa office. People who are the right height and complexion that they kind of look halfway normal wherever they go."