Pbbt. It was supposed to be 79 degrees today in Wisconsin. Instead, I'm here shivering in San Diego. Who stole the sunshine?
I'm luckily at a beautiful resort right on a little bay. We sipped drinks at the tiki bar this afternoon and watched fish and birds.
I've also decided I'm at a very happy mental place when I'm traveling alone, particularly in first class. I have my own sufficient space, relative quiet, and can look down at the land. The free food and booze also helps. But seriously, I'm very happy and peaceful when there. It's weird. I really like that time to be me.
I have a travel companion, but we aren't seated together. I kind of hate traveling on airplanes and through airports with other companions. I like being by myself, eating when I want, reading when I want, NOT TALKING. I enjoy quiet. I know for this short span of time, there's no crisis I'm expected to handle, my cell is off, nobody needs to talk to me...and the world stands a bit still for me.
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11 comments:
I know exactly what you mean. Have a nice, quiet, relaxing time while in San Diego. And stay warm!
*pout* I never get to go anywhere.
I was born in Oceanside. Please wave hello to my pier and my city. The strange thing? We were supposed to go to San Diego this coming weekend but backed out because Michelle's sister's schedule was messed up for us.
They send you First Class? Very nice. Much nicer than Sardine Class.
The main advantage of a travelling companion is that at least you know you won't have the Traveller From Hell sitting beside you. Unless...
I got my Blogland Favorites CD Collection today! Thank you!
So, since I am first this proves you love me the most, right?
*basks in the lvoe*
You sound like me.
I totally understand the zen of flying, particularly in first class. Although, for me, as long as I'm in a window seat I can get to that zen place.
I used to bring books and iPod and things (work) to do on flights, but most of the time I'd just sit and stare out the window and think. I'm not even sure what I thought about. Sometimes I was working out situations or making plans, but most of the time I think I was just processing life. It was my personal meditation time. Even though I was running around like a crazy person back then, I felt like my flight time kept me sane and focused. It was good for me and I miss it sometimes. I enjoy quiet, too.
At work, we actually have an unspoken standing rule that when we travel together we don't sit together. It's enough that we wind up working together and eating together while on the road, so flight time is sacred time for being alone.
I was in San Diego in early May a couple of years ago. I was told that they call it the "May Gray" and that cool temps and gray skies are to be expected. Who knew?
I got my Bloggy CD yesterday, too. Thank you!
I totally agree with you about traveling alone. It is the best. No kids to have to entertain, no one to answer to, sit when I want, walk when I want, etc. I used to get to do that at least once a year to go to PartyLite national convention, but now that I don't really do that anymore, no more traveling alone. *sigh*
I once got bumped up to First Class from Detroit to Milwaukee. Boarded early, then they had a delay so they didn't board anyone else, but still fed us drinks. I was quite intoxicated by the time I got home.
First class! Wow! You know, if you had come to L.A., you could have handed me the bloggy CD in person. Mine didn't arrive yet, but I did receive a Mother's Day package at the front door!
I guess you're experiencing the May Gray. Next month we have June Gloom.
You sound a lot like me.
I flew out to Vegas with some clients on the plane. My seat was away from them, and I was actually kind of happy. A few of them caused some trouble. The Philly to Vegas leg was pure bliss. The plane was more than half empty. Everyone pretty much had a whole row to themselves.
I always buy lots of fun trashy magazines. And a book.
Also, I said the same thing about the weather when I flew away from Vegas. San Fran - fricking cold. DC - cold. Richmond was manageable.
I obviously need to catch up on regular mail as well. *grin*
Where you be? You should be hom,e by now.
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