I really shouldn’t be complaining because I’m very fortunate that I’ve gotten to travel much, especially as a new hire, but I spend so much time on airplanes. I’m over it. And it especially doesn’t help that I’m completely on the other side of the country so it took a very long flight to get here (and THREE flights on the way home). But on the bright side, I get a four day weekend because Thursday counts as a travel day and Friday is holiday.
Plus, you know, I got to travel. And I met a whole bunch of new people (mostly managers) whom I wouldn’t have met otherwise. And I met a coworker I talk to regularly but had never seen in person. And I got to see a friend from college. And of course, I still get free food while I’m traveling. So there are certainly perks.
I just wish I didn’t have to fly. And that it weren’t so disruptive to my life (I miss my cats, and I hate having to skip aerial for several days in a row). And if I could potentially get a little more than a week and a half notice before I had to go somewhere that would be great too.
Except this time it’s way less exciting – partly because with all the traveling I’ve been doing to visit boyfriend in Wisconsin I am beyond sick of airports and airplanes, partly because I think the initial “wonder” has worn off, and partly because I’m not traveling with any of my teammates this time so I anticipate it being a bit lonelier than my past travels. Which is fine, really, cause it means I get to spend more time in my room practicing poi (more on that later this week), but it’s still a very different experience.
Ok, so technically I didn’t fly the whole way. And I definitely wasn’t on a plane or in airports the entire time. But I did take a plane, and I started at 9:00 am Charleston time and didn’t get to Madison until nearly 10:30 pm Madison time. So the title is technically mostly true.
Well, that might be expressing a bit too much enthusiasm. I had to fly all the way across the country for a two day long meeting, missed several things at home that I was really excited about, including a homemade pasta cooking class and an aerial class (don’t worry – I made that one up), and felt really guilty about leaving my cats alone for four days. But all of that aside, this was a pretty exciting trip.
Since I was flying a lot this week with my business trip and a side visit to boyfriend, I suddenly became curious to know how many flights I’ve taken in the past twelve months. I was specifically interested in this because I knew the answer would be a lot, so I decided to count.
Turns out it’s 31 (across thirteen airports). I kinda wish I hadn’t counted.
Something very exciting is happening right now. If I hadn’t already said what in the title I might try to create suspense, but since I’ve pretty much ruined that opportunity I’m just going to go ahead and skip right to the meat of it: