Once upon a time, business road trips excited me. I was able to see parts of the country I hadn't seen before, got to eat in nicer restaurants and have someone else pick up the tab and stay in a hotel room with free cable. That last thing might not be much to you but for me who grew up without a television at all, I had a lot of movies to catch up on. I'm not entirely sure where those feelings left me but they have been gone for some time. When I needed to go out east last week, I didn't have any good thoughts about it at all.
First, because of the amount of gear that we needed to take with us, we had to rent a cargo van to haul it and as I suspected, it didn't exactly ride like a Cadillac. We also had to leave on Sunday afternoon since it would take nearly a day to drive out there. Once there, I put in thirteen to fifteen hour days working in sometimes less than desirable conditions. After our day was done, we would check into a motel that looked eerily similar to the one the day before, clean up and go out to eat. This part would have still excited me but my fellow traveler wasn't an adventuresome eater and so we had to eat at the same kind of upscale burger joints every night. Also, since I am part owner of the company, I'm picking up the tab instead of someone else. Back in our rooms, I would be too exhausted even to turn on the television and would just take a dose of Advil for the aches and go to bed. Mornings would begin with a continental breakfast. How does a choice of a bread product, some rehydrated eggs and some thawed out meat product deserve a name as regal sounding as continental?
There is some good to all this. Back in the day, I came home to an empty and darkened house with pretty much the same amenities as a motel room these days except with no cable television. These days, I have a wife and a daughter who missed me and let me know it.