It's been a couple of weeks since I've been on the playing field again. Old habits die hard, I guess. It's the middle of the night (well actually around 6am) in Chicago. I came here on Monday, went home to San Diego, had dinner with my friend Patty, who was visiting San Diego, went to a meeting, and hopped on a red-eye to connect, ironically, in Chicago on my way to Detroit. I couldn't get a direct flight in to Chicago earlier this week, but whenever I'm going someplace else, I have to connect here. Something is just not right with our airline system here. Oh, well.
Boycott Continental! I mean it!
Later.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
Saturday, September 11, 2004
Travel Nirvana
I experienced something new in my latest adventure to Dallas. I call it Travel Nirvana. It was the first time that most everything actually went right on a business trip. It was incredible. Everything just fell into place. I had a relatively deserted airport upon check-in, which made me the only one going through security. While the plane was relatively full, it was still an uneventful trip. Since my destination was Dallas, I think I must have been the only one getting off the plane, as my luggage was the first and only out of the carosel. I had a nice lunch with my friend Dee in Dallas. For those of you who don't travel for a living, it's a rare thing to actually be able to coordinate a meal with a friend when on a business trip. Anyhow, my business trip went well, and I had a good presentation that went off without a hitch. To top it off, my luggage was the first off the carosel back in San Diego. If only I could experience this Travel Nirvana with each trip...
Boycott Continental!
Later.
Boycott Continental!
Later.
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