In the last 2 months, I have traveled a couple of times for work. I have never had to travel for work before. (Granted, one of those “trips” was just 40 minutes away, but I still had to stay at the hotel for the length of the conference I helped organize.) Though traveling is part of my job, it’s only a few times a year. My mother used to travel weekly and I know it can take its toll – it takes a lot of energy to live out of a suitcase. I welcome this opportunity but I’ll be honest…I’m glad I’m not hopping planes every week or even every month.
As an organizer of these events, I have gotten free room upgrades and found myself in some seriously luxurious digs:
In fact, I left a tip and thank you note for the room attendant who took care of my room when I was in Alberta. Then I met him in the hall – his name was Albert. Very sweet man. On my last night there, I came into my room to be greeted by this note:
And sitting in the window of the 16th floor of my hotel room in Gatineau last week, I marveled at the view over the nation’s capital:
One evening during the recent conference, my colleague Tabitha and I went swimming in one of the best pools I have ever experienced. It was a heated outdoor pool. Heated. Outside. It may be April, but it is still Canada and we are still a couple of months away from being able to swim in lakes and outdoor pools. So when I discovered I could swim outside on April 17th, it was certainly happy dance time.
I am told all the time how good swimming is for you. But swimming is like mushrooms for me – much better warm than cold.
After the best April swim I’ve ever had, I retreated to my room where I threw my PJs on, then headed down 3 flights of steps to Tabitha’s room (the stairwells were next to our rooms – I would not have headed into the hotel/elevator wearing my PJs!). We ordered pizza and watched Entertainment Tonight, then I headed back to my own little haven where I could enjoy the rest of the quiet evening. Shortly after arriving back in my room, I received a text from Tabitha: “You left here sans shoes. Didja notice that?”
I hadn’t. Minor blonde moment.
Overall, this traveling-for-work thing is good. Changes things up. I miss my son, my cats and my dogs so I’m always happy to go home. But in the mean time, the best thing about fancy hotel rooms? Fancy bathtubs!