When you read this I am probably traveling. Which is a lot less thrilling than it sounds. Pretty much my entire day today involves getting from Point A to Point B.
I used to love to travel. There was the thrill of discovering new places, new people, new foods. I even used to like air travel.
That was when the only travel I did was recreational. I’ve discovered that when you travel for business it isn’t anywhere near as much fun. You don’t choose the time or the place.
This morning I had to leave the house around 7:30 a.m. to drive to the airport, crossing two national boundaries along the way. An hour’s flight, ninety minutes between planes and then about two-and-a-half hours to get to the destination airport. But that’s not the end of the trip.
The conference centre is, depending on who you talk to, ninety minutes to two hours drive outside the city. Just far enough that I won’t be taking in any of the culture if I have a free evening. The way I calculate it, from front door to checking into my room, this trip is going to last 11 hours. This is definitely business – there is no pleasure in such a voyage. Especially given that, frugal as always, I chose the cheap seats, so no meals on the flight.
All of that is the bad news. The good news, from your perspective, is that before returning home I have one unscheduled day. The weather forecast is good (sunny with a high of 14C) and I hope to take in some tourist-type sights in the area. I will be sharing pictures and commentary shortly afterward, time permitting of course.
By now you probably noted that I have not mentioned my destination. I don’t want to spoil the surprise. That also gives me an out if I for some reason don’t get to where I am hoping to visit – I won’t have to worry about disappointing you.
This has been a more random post than I had planned for today, and for that I apologize. I have something touristy planned for tomorrow – if I can get the hotel wi-fi to upload the pictures.