People start recognizing you when you get there.
Like...the rental car agent who said “weren’t you just here?” My response: “Yep, and I’ll see you in two weeks!” (perhaps the niceties scored me the sweet Mustang I got to drive around all week?!)
Like…the hotel concierge when I arrive (who also note, “oh, you were just with us! welcome back!”) or when I call to ask them to email me a receipt, and they recognize my name and remember seeing me yesterday.
Like…when I recognized the flight attendant on the Dallas – Boston leg of my flight home last night. (seriously?! What are the odds?)
(I know this is probably pretty typical for those that are frequent travelers, but given this is a whole new world to me, it amuses me!)
When you are finally at a place where you know where to go and what to do.
Sure, I still get tense making sure I get to the airport in time. But after the last few months of such frequent trips and to a bevy of different airports, I feel like I am finally hitting my groove.
Returning a rental car? Piece o’ cake (previously? stressful, took too long, and/or worried I wouldn’t know where to go to drop it off!).
Security check? Not as bad or as long, typically. Maybe I just tend to travel in off-hours, but lately, it’s been pretty smooth.
Take a chance on standby? Why, yes, I will try that. (sure, it failed this time, but doesn’t mean it always will!).
Packing and not forgetting anything? Well, this is getting better. This time I on;y forgot my razor. But it’s always something. This will improve in time, I know.
Unpacking? LIKE A CHAMP. Took me all of 6 minutes to unpack last night. In full. Legit. I almost threw a load of laundry in the washer but refrained. (juuust barely)
When you realize that as long and as tiring as the time away from home is…it’s
mostly worth it.
Sure, I am beat today. Utterly exhausted (I guess 5 airports/airplanes in 4 days will do that to ya!), but it’s Friday, I am home, and the weekend ahead will give me the recharge I need.
Tackling so much travel with my job will continue to be a challenge, mentally, physically and emotionally. It takes a lot out of me, and I know with each trip, it gets more difficult for M, too, but he has been continually supportive, as has my family, who continue to help with cat-sitting (and spoiling the living daylights out of them, which is so cute).
Trying to find a good workout routine WHILE traveling also remains a challenge, but I am finding workarounds. Soon enough, it’ll be light out in the mornings and I can find a running route. And I may join 24 Hour Fitness (with company discount, it’s cheap, and it’s literally across from my hotel!) to get my class-fix on.
Traveling is still new, but I am getting into a groove…at probably just the right time, as my boss is teetering on maternity leave any day now.
I just need to dig my heels in and do my best.
On that note…I’m going to enjoy the shit out of my weekend. I hope you do the same. Cheers, friends!