Ah, the jet setting life. Trips to Belize, trips to Vancouver. Traipsing around the islands of British Columbia to check out salmon farms. My job is tough. Actually, it can be exhausting. This photo of me enjoying a sailboat was followed by three days inside an over-air conditioned conference room from 8:30 to 5:30 and a 6 hour flight that was only supposed to take 2 hours. All this travel has made me an incredibly cranky flier. I don't tolerate people who leave liquids in their bags, forget to take off their shoes, or walk through the metal detector with a pocket full of change. I flash my gold frequent flier card everywhere I possibly can so I don't have to wait in line and can spend an extra 15 minutes at home. Hotels without wireless are totally unacceptable, and ones where you have to pay for wireless (which weirdly only happens in expensive hotels) receive my wrath in the form of a bad review (ooh, scary!). And an airport with zero vegetarian food options is an airport I avoid at all costs (along with any Chicago airport, Atlanta, Houston and Denver in the winter). My frequent traveling has other drawbacks, like when I send my friends to the airport and they check in 2 minutes before the flight closes (sorry Sadie and Zak!). But I'm home now for a month, with only a quick local trip and another month at home. This means that I'm spending 5-days a week in the office, which is a rough change, but I'm also getting work done, which is novel!
Next stop: Back to Thailand for more shrimp fun. At least all my travel means Eric gets a lot of work done. Poor guy.
Next stop: Back to Thailand for more shrimp fun. At least all my travel means Eric gets a lot of work done. Poor guy.
