life hereafter

Another lesson learned.

Do not wear a pink polo shirt to the airport on Sunday if you wouldn’t want to wear said shirt to the client site on Monday.

 read between the lines: my luggage was lost. 

Got a little surprise today when I checked into my hotel. Apparently my Firm and the hotel chain I frequent are having a little appreciation week. I was lucky enough to book a stay at this particular brand on this particular week and benefit!

I ended up with a supremely large room, fruit basket, bottled water, a luggage thing and the opportunity to earn double points the rest of the year.  Not bad for doing something I was going to do already.

On another note, this past weekend was supremely awesome in its own right.  The bike race on Sunday was not to be believed. I’ve never seen that many people, that drunk standing next to that many cops cheering for that many cyclists. It was pretty awesome. Oh and running into kids you graduated high school with but haven’t seen in six years is fun too. Especially when you are out partying.

Watching the races also made me that much more excited to go see the Tour de France this summer.  I’ve come to realize there truly is nothing stopping anyone from taking their road bike and just hoping onto the course, jumping in with the pack (if you can keep up) and essentially joining the race. I swear I saw one guy do it this weekend.

Yesterday was totally worth waking up at 8am for.

Just arrived back after traveling to Indianapolis for work. Let me tell you; not much of anything there.

Our adventure started on the third smallest plane I have ever been on, but it was fairly empty so I was able to spread out a bit. At some point during the flight the person I was traveling with passes me a note. The note read, “The guy in the seat adjacent to you is watching porn.” So I of course take a peak over. Yup. Watching porn. On the plane. Who does that. Now… we later determined that the kind of porn he was watching was potentially illegal… no need to get into details, but lets just say you go to jail in these 50 United States for that type of stuff.

Segway from there, I’m not sure what it was, I guess they were having an off week, but for a “Mid-Western city” the people in Indy sure weren’t friendly. We got yelled at on the road, people at food establishments weren’t very service oriented etc… Maybe it had something to do with being from the east that threw them… didn’t seem to take kindly to our kind.

The nicest person in the whole city was a lady we met while vising one of the sites… she was from New Jersey.

As I am trying to catch the train home from work last night I get the usual Friday night “What are you up to tonight?” call. After I rattle off some half baked ideas the caller asks, “do you want to go to the Phillies game? I just got some box seats from the Firm…” Woot… Yes!

So that was the evening. 7:05 Phillies v. Marlins game with all the hot dogs, chicken fingers and cheese steaks you could bear to stuff down your throat. Oh and beer, free beer. Your jealous.

Oddly enough the last baseball game I was ever in box seats for was the Mets v. Marlins… The Marlins lost both times… coincidence?

Whew.

What a week– In the past four days I have been in Seattle, WA, Colorado Springs, CO and Denver, CO. Out of the three I think I liked Seattle the most. I got to climb the space needle. More on that later.

The hardest part of the past week was the fact that I never got used to the time anywhere… and now… back on the east coast… I’m still not used to the time. This is going to take a while.

pictures later.

1) Walk into hotel.

2) Pretend you are very important and can stay anywhere.

3) Smile (very important) ask nicly if there is anything they can do for you, wink

4) Accept their kind offer of upgrading you to the Platinum level of service which includes all sorts of free stuff, including mini-bar items