Glorious

Traveling for work has it's upsides at time, but over all it's not as glorious as it seems. Booking early morning flights that no normal human would book just in order to make it to your destination, in order to accommodate someone else, is just not a good thing. Up at 2 a.m. 4 a.m. Whatever hour before 6 a.m. It's just not acceptable unless you're a farmer. 

So, yeah. I get up earlier. Which means I'm hungry earlier. Which means my eating and umm... other body schedules are thrown off and it all makes for a very uncomfortable day of travel. Did I mention I get up earlier? Which means that I'm pretty much guaranteed to be tired all day in addition to feeling like I'm carrying a basketball in my stomach.

Sometimes in group travel there are perks like big (fun) dinners, or visiting somewhere you've never been. But on a day like today, it's the inside of a hotel for me. Cabs, planes, more lousy cab driving. Cabs that smell. Hotel beds that sink like you're in a taco. And best of all, a room with a view like this... 

Glorious