For fifteen years, my dear friend Todd has encouraged, harangued, pestered and had almost successfully persuaded me to document some of the crazy & strange-but-true experiences I’d share about business travel. As I remember…or get reminded of them…here’s where you’ll get a sense of the good, bad and ugly aspects of my fifteen years of almost non-stop business travel…1,800 flight segments…1 million air miles…1,200 hotel nights…. It was both better and worse than you can imagine – it just depended on the upgrade.
My best friend can fly a wide bodied Boeing 767, but somehow can not boot up his his antiquated iPhone 4-ish to reveal the alleged cache of my old “road warrior war-stories” which I shared years ago in hundreds of drunken hot tub nights….
For the record, I really don’t like Hooters. Mediocre wings…Low-end beer…Just plain tacky. However, this is not to say I don’t appreciate tacky dive bars or smiling young women in revealing poly-blend outfits in shades of orange otherwise only used by Carnival Cruise Lines…….
Of all the memories of my former “life on the road” business travel, I’m going to start on the West Coast with a bird theme, circa 2008. With only 20 days since we sold our Charleston home…I’m missing the backyard birds that provided wonderful…