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A Flight Into the Unknown The year was 2008; the place was Portland, OR. I was working a part-time job as a dispatcher for a cable company. I picked up another part-time job to pay the bills. I had done promotions through-out college for extra money. When the opportunity was presented to me to be a Field Agent for a local nightlife program, I jumped on it. Little did I know, this decision would change my life and help me find myself. July of 2008: I had been working my part-time nightlife gig since January. The account I was working on, the client, decided they wanted to test the product and program out on an event tour. A few test cities had been selected to finish out the year. I was one of five people chosen from local markets. I was the only female. Upon being asked if I wanted to go to Indianapolis, IN, for a week to work the Indy 500 event with others from our marketing company, I accepted immediately. I borrowed a suitcase from my dad as I didn’t have one. It was big, huge, actually. I packed for every type of weather, for work and play. Who knew what the week was to bring? Somehow, the suitcase still had extra room. Getting onto the plane was exciting. I grew up in a military household, where I moved every three years. This was different though. This was for me and my work. It made me feel independent, like an actual adult. That week in Indianapolis changed my life. I worked the event with the others and experienced my first NASCAR race. Side note, they go left. I made friends who I still have to this day, and memories I will carry with me to my grave. I had the best time being in a new city, with people I had just met and nothing but places and possibilities in front of me. The next week I went back to my part-time dispatcher job by day and nightlife promotions job by night. I was called in to talk to my manager at my promotions job. She sat me down and asked how I liked the work trip. I went on and on about how much fun I had working and off the clock. I talked about how I experienced a place I had never been and an event I would never have placed myself at. She said that the client had liked how well the team had done at the event and had another one lined up next week. She asked if I was open to traveling again. I immediately accepted. She then let me know that for the remainder of 2008, the client had an event planned for every other week. She asked if this would be something I would consider. Guess what I did here, duh, immediately accepted. I went back to my dispatcher job and talked to my manager to tell her what I had been offered. She thought it was pretty cool and something I couldn’t turn down. My schedule was adjusted to work there every other week when I wasn’t traveling. Fast forward to January 2009. I was called by the Operations Manager of the traveling I had done. Beth, the client has decided to make this a full time, nationwide, multi-team, tour for 2009. Are you in? Of course, I said yes. I’ll see you next week, he said. When I received the email with the job description, it stated I would be gone three months at a time. After three months, I would get one week off, at home, and paid. Here we go, I thought as I looked at my dad’s suitcase, which now seemed not so big having to fit three months of life into it. I traveled like this through mid-2015. I made friends I will hold close to my heart forever. I have memories that always make me smile. My dad’s suitcase was put to rest at the end of 2009. The miles had worn it out. To me, the miles had added a new sense of life.