- Traveling reminds me a lot of work, because just getting to my destination took time, effort, planning, patience, good manners, and a strong stomach.
- I found changing tome zones confusing and tiring.
- Staying in a swanky hotel raised my spirits considerably (paying big $$ for room service made me choke a bit, but I still felt like a rich bitch, at least for a few minutes).
- Being in an airplane during a thunder and lightning storm is a freaky experience.
- I found all of the TSA regulations easy to follow, and felt comforted by all of the security.
- I hadn’t been in an airplane for 12 years, and flying twice in two weeks was just too much for my body and mind. When I got off the airplane Wednesday evening, I wanted to kiss the ground, thank the Goddess, and swear off airplanes forever.
- But–I’m planning another trip back east next year.
- I’m extremely glad to be home, and my next vacation will be spent closer to home, with family.
Life is amazing sometimes.
Always, I guess.
Yesterday I got home from my first real vacation in years.
And next week I will be spending two days in Washington, D.C. for a conference. My employer asked me to attend and be part of an expert panel.
I will be putting in some extra work time this week, since I will be gone for four days next week.
My blogging will be sporadic this week, because I need to put in some extra hours on the job.
But that’s just fine, because I’m so excited to be part of a very special conference.
On my vacation, I flew from the west coast to the Midwest–two time zones, and I’m still really tired tonight.
Next week, I will be flying from the west coast to the east coast on Monday, then flying back on Wednesday! And I’m taking Thursday off to recuperate.
Anyhoo, here’s a good article from The Mayo Clinic.
It’s about jet lag.
It’s now 7:37 pm, and it’s time for me to crash.
Last Friday, my supervisor and I walked two blocks, in a cold rain, to a training not far from our work.
We forgot to bring our umbrellas.
My supervisor got a headache and sore throat on Friday, and I held out until Sunday morning.
I came home early from work today to take some Thera Flu
I also had a great nap.
I’m better now, and plan to go back to work tomorrow, because my vacation starts next Monday at 5:00, and I’m on my way east a few hours later.
I hope to post again tomorrow.
My battered Roget’s Super Thesaurus lists these synonyms for travel:
Journey, take a trip, tour, voyage, cruise, globe-trot, sight-see…
You get the idea, I’m sure.
What interests me about this entry in my thesaurus are the antonyms:
have an armchair adventure, stay put
I’ve had lots of armchair adventures in the last ten years, my friends.
Staying put has been routine for me, but no longer!
My vacation in June is my first in a long, long time.
I’ve had little weekends here and there, but not the type of vacation where I actually get a chance to travel!
I’ve already started to pack!
It’s true, I’ve picked out the two books I’m taking, airing out my suitcase, and spending a lot of time on the TSA website.
The TSA website is interesting, and fun in its own way–did you know you can have a cattle prod in your luggage (but not a carry-on). I’ll leave mine home, thanks all the same.
I’m going to buy a new pair of sneakers, and make sure that I have clean socks on.
White socks, of course, because warm weather is finally here and it’s time to push those black socks to the back of my sock drawer.
I’m digressing, I know, but as it gets closer to vacation, I’m as giddy as a 16 year-old girl on her way to her first dance (I’m sure young girls go to dances before the age of 16, but in my day we were lucky to get to a dance at 16!).
b.burcroff signing out for now.