I travel quite frequently.
As implied by the title of this post.
As implied by the title of this post.
I travel partly for the love of seeing new places
and partly because my job requires it.
I travel to a lot of different places for work. A lot.
Sometimes I get to go to NYC, Chicago, Miami, Los Angeles…
where my office is poolside.
Sometimes I go to Duluth, Allentown, or Beckley.
Where my office is the airplane
’cause I am in and OUT.
Some trips are filled with awesome restaurants, visits with old college friends,
and fun events with my colleagues.
Some trips, the most exciting part is room service
at the airport hotel (if I’m lucky).
Some trips are a few days long, with a little work
and a little play.
Some trips all I see is the inside of the airport, the cab, the hotel room, the gym,
and all of that in reverse… over a 24 hr period.
and annoying people like this that stand and take up the WHOLE moving sidewalk.
Stressful, long days.
Back home at midnight and awake 5 hours later to get back in the action.
No matter what…
There are all kinds of trips that I’ve taken.
From small towns, in the middle of nowhere,
to islands that you can only get to by way of small (scary) planes.
Some trips are short, some long.
Some where everything goes wrong, and
some that have changed my life for the better.
I’m sure my colleagues and other frequent travelers would
agree that some travel moments can certainly fulfill your soul.
Aaaand some moments (missed flights, ruined travel plans, etc) can completely drain you.
And/or make you want to turn violent.
agree that some travel moments can certainly fulfill your soul.
Aaaand some moments (missed flights, ruined travel plans, etc) can completely drain you.
And/or make you want to turn violent.
For all of it, I’m eternally grateful.
To be able to see the world, working or not, is of utmost importance to me.
And I’m glad I get to cover a lot of ground.