January 22nd, 2008

duke-chute

Traveling is a lot of work

Seven o'clock in the morning, wake up.
Pack, check out of hotel.
Walk to office, dragging wheelie suitcase and carrying ridiculously large laptop backpack.
Stop for a croissant on the way.
Work.
Walk to Whole Foods for lunch.
Work.
Quarter after three o'clock, time to go.
Walk to subway, dragging wheelie suitcase and carrying ridiculously large laptop backpack.
Figure out how to buy tickets and use T (not hard).
Ride subway to near-airport.
Ride bus to airport, arrive with time to spare.
Walk to gate, dragging wheelie suitcase and carrying ridiculously large laptop backpack.
Read for awhile, contemplate dinner. Not hungry yet.
Discover that flight is canceled, but they are putting me on an earlier flight which is delayed and therefore leaving later than my flight would have. (weather)
Board plane.
Fly to Philly.
Arrive on time to make connection, see with delight that the gate is right across the hall. Contemplate dinner.
Discover the gate was changed. Now it is approximately a mile away (seriously).
Connection is now very dubious. Walk briskly alllll the way to the new gate, dragging wheelie suitcase and carrying ridiculously large laptop backpack.
Board plane. (whew!)
Fly to Detroit.
Happily help out when flight attendant asks if anybody has change for a twenty.
Land in Detroit. Contemplate dinner, but everything is closed.
Limp to ground transportation center, dragging wheelie suitcase and carrying ridiculously large laptop backpack.
Bus to parking lot.
Scrape ice off car.
Drive to Mcdonalds - finally time for dinner.
Drive to house, pull into unshoveled driveway. Seems to have snowed.
Carefully walk in tire-track to front door, carrying wheelie suitcase and ridiculously large laptop backpack.
Open door, call "I'm home!" to cats.
Set suitcase down. Leaning over, ridiculously large laptop backpack throws me off balance. Nearly tip over in a splatter of bags and limbs. ("Ohhhhh, crap!")
Somehow manage to not fall over or drop anything, flailing about and painfully banging knuckles on door edge in process.
Straighten up. "Holy shit."
"Meow!", announces the cat, anticipating being fed.
Frown at cat. "Where were you when I needed you?"
Feed and water cats, plants, and fish.
Tend ouchy foot-blister by draining it. (too much hurrying through Philly)
Eat dinner.
Unwind. Write mildly entertaining blog entry. (hopefully)
Midnight. Happy to be in my bed, even though it's cold!!
Sleep. (anticipated)