I spent most of this past week on a business trip to sunny Orlando. Before you congratulate me, please remember that this was a business trip. For me, business trips mean spending just about every waking moment either at my hotel or at a customer's site. (For this trip, those two things were actually on and the same.) They also mean long hours (awake from 4am until 11pm on Wednesday, 6:30 am until 10:30 pm on Thursday and Friday.)
A single gay guy with a chance to spend an extra night in Orlando? For me, that was a no-brainer. (Alas, I was too tired to see if any other gay guys were in the area and interested in meeting up.) Not that I did much, mind you. I was pretty tired. However, I did end up walking to a steakhouse that was just under a mile away from the hotel. I had a pleasant time and just enjoyed the fact that I could relax and not have to rush around. After all, those other days, I had enough time to shower when I got up before getting to work (or catching my flight in the case of Wednesday morning). Then I had a bit of breakfast and lunch while working through the day. About two hours before bedtime, I would go dinner with the people I was working with, then head back to my room and crawl into bed. So being able to get dinner by 6 pm on Friday and then heading back to my room to get on my computer and watch a little television was a treat.
Plus, it turned out that I made the right choice. My supervisor had nothing but problems on the trip home. In fact, he ended up flying into a neighboring city and then having to take a taxi back home. (I don't even want to know what the company is going to have to pay for that.)
Me, I had two pleasant flights after a good night's rest and plenty of time to get to the airport.
But I'm still tired.