I’m on a business trip for a few days. Nothing fancy, just a hop on Amtrak to Baltimore for a couple of days.
I love business trips. Although I’ve been traveling for work a little for 20+ years, it’s still thrilling somehow. I feel like Peggy from Mad Men with her smug satisfaction, even if it means staying at a budget hotel, drinking low-quality whiskey.
Or, in my case, a fruit, veggie and hummus plate from Amtrak…
Business trips cure my craving for alone time. Something about a hotel room, all to myself, a flight without a companion, even a meal alone feels great. I get time with coworkers during the day, or I interact with lots of strangers at a conference, but any time after that is MINE. At home there’s always something that needs doing, or my husband wants to chat, or the TV is blaring… Always something demands my time.
Most importantly, I get lonely after a few days, or I wish I was home again. And then I am – feeling refreshed.