I just finished reading this book. I discovered Jonathan Tropper last summer on a train from Arhus (Denmark) to Copenhagen. Mike was reading another one of his books, I stole it from him and now I'm a huge fan.
I've started reading this book and this one too.
I am battling a head cold and sore throat. Being sick sucks. Being sick when you're traveling really, really sucks.
I am thinking about doing Ali's "Week in the Life" project. When I saw the dates Ali picked, I realized I'd be traveling for business that week. At first, I didn't want to document that part of my life; I wanted a week where I was home with my family. But really ... traveling for work is part of my life. I need to accept that, embrace it and record it. So, I'm leaning toward doing the project and then possibly extending it to the following week as well ... since we'll be going to Idaho for a much needed and much anticipated family vacation (with lots of cousins, lots of relaxing and lots of little giggles as they run through Papa's sprinklers.)
I am looking forward to a day in Paris ... me smiling broadly with the Eiffel Tower in the background. I am headed to Denmark next month for a few days of meetings and have a really long layover in Paris. Long enough that me and two of my coworkers will leave the airport and do a little exploring.
On Wednesday night I was stuck in the Greenville, SC airport ... so I created this layout as I waited to find out my flights would be canceled. The layout and journaling were inspired by my time at the coast and what I learned at the fabulous retreat I mentioned before. The photo is a self portrait taken on Cannon Beach, Oregon.
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That night, my flights were canceled. I did have to stay in Greenville an extra night. I did have to call seven different hotels before I found one with a room available. The power went out at the airport, so the rental car agencies couldn't rent cars.
All of this was no fun. I did however realize how lucky I am. At least I was traveling alone and my children weren't subjected tot he madness. At least I have the luxury of whipping out a corporate credit card for meals and rooms. And since I wasn't headed home, I wasn't all that upset about my canceled flight.
I am learning to roll with things more. To take deep breaths and relax.