Tag Archives: business travel

My first business trip

“What would we do without these?” the man in the elevator asked me, pointing to the smart phones in both of our hands.

I smiled politely. But instead of feeling grateful, as I usually do for my various devices, I was thinking back to my first business trip quite a few years ago. Continue reading

Was it something juvenile I said?

I arrived early for a recent business breakfast in Beverly Hills. My colleague arrived late.

While waiting, I requested both water and orange juice. This is what I got.

No one else in the dining room had bendy straws. Only me.

That’s weird, right?

The coolest airport store in the USA

At the end of my recent California trip, I flew home via Virgin America. Had I known that the airline’s terminal at SFO was so great, I might have skipped dinner!

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Everything from charcuterie to gourmet cheese to fancy cupcakes.

I wish more airports had shops like Napa Farms Market.

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I went to Orlando

It was a work trip, but I stayed at a Disney property. I saw tall people.

I didn’t go to the parks. My hair was awful. The two statements are unrelated.

 

I went to a party, and met Craig Sager. There’s another pic in which I didn’t cut off his head, but I like this one better.

On my way out of Orlando, I got barked at by a three year old boy in the airport, who subsequently licked the carpet under my feet. There’s no photo of that. I was too shocked and horrified. His parents continued playing with an iPad (Dad) and reading US Weekly (Mom). I wonder if Rick Santorum objects to this very effective form of birth control.

Faker

Hilton Financial District, San Francisco

1875 watts? Surely you jest.  More like someone with hot breath blowing on my curls and maybe making them shimmy a little.

Conair, more like a con in this case. It’s SF so my hair already sucked, but for $300+ per night, I’d like a real hair dryer, Hilton.

Party in my hotel room

Or not.

The people staying in my San Francisco hotel *might* be having more fun than me.

Photo taken at the open-air gift shop, smack-dab in the middle of the lobby where everyone can see. Just to make me feel bad maybe.