No matter how much I travel ,I never get used to airports. I know many people who love to fly, my own family included, but I just don’t fly well. I love take-offs and landings, but actual flying? Not for me. I don’t like leaving home behind sometimes, even though I’m going to a different ‘home’, and there’s something about flying over big cities that unnerves me…two many lights, too many people.
Anyway…
As usual, the night before a contract starts is a flurry of introspection and isolation for me. It’s the same thing from time to time, you slog through the airport, have dinner on the company’s dime and crawl into bed. This time though, I’m more than slightly exhausted as I’ve been awake for 24 hours straight. The company booked me on an overnight flight with two layovers, and all the flights were late. That said, they have put us up in a truly lovely hotel! I’ll be almost sorry to leave!
But however we got here….here we go again!
Welcome aboard!